I just attended my very first football game. I mean, I went to a few games in high school… but I was so drunk that I paid no attention to the actual game. Plus, I’m told that college games are totally different. Anyway, we kicked the Citadel’s ass SIXTYONE to ZERO. It was fun times.
That said, I probably won’t go back. The overflow of testosterone was a bit much for me. Hundreds of meathead frat guys were wearing shirts that said “Fuck Duke and Sadaam” and shouting things like “West Point Rejects” at the poor Citadel boys. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. The real reason I went was to build up “loyalty points” so I can get tickets once basketball season rolls around. But I think from now on that I’ll get the tickets and stay home.
On that note, I better get back to my paper-writing. Ah, the joys of grad school.
Jolie, I just can`t understand why you were never inspired to go to a Logger football game...?
Anyway, I am really happy because Clint is here now, only his mom is being way more worried than usual - she emailed me four times this weekend because she couldn`t get ahold of us on the phone, even though she definitely talked to us the night he got in (called like 15 minutes after we walked through the door). Right, I should be used to it by now....but honestly, though it may be hard for those who have lived with him to believe, this seems beyond her typical behavior.
Just thought I would share with the group. I feel better now =)
Posted by: Melanie on September 15, 2003 05:16 PMThe football game was probably my fault. Despite my homosexual tendencies, the wee-bit of testosterone in my system is emitted at events such as these. Besides, doesn't it make sense? Where else does a gay man in america get to accomplish two things at once: look at big muscled men in tight pants bending over, and watch all around you to be thankful of what you are not (this referring to what jolie calls meathead frat guys, and what I refer to as ignorant.)
that is all.
Posted by: Paul on October 4, 2003 05:31 PM