The first thing that really stuck out to me was the fact that about 99 percent of the people attending the game were wearing either orange or black or a combination of the 2 colors.
It was as if Halloween had just puked up a gigantic Reeses Peanut Butter Cup.
Yes, that's a chic in the middle wearing only a black bra, orange paint, and the letter "S" across her stomach...
Shawn and I accounted for the remaining 1 percent NOT wearing orange or black, along with all the Cougar fans wearing red and...um...I think it was gray...
My smuggled contraband came in very handy...until Shawn made fun of me so severely that I had to stop reading and actually pretend like I was watching the game.
Then it was all: "DEFENSE!" "BLOCKING!" "RUSH!" "YARDS!" "FIRST DOWN!" "TOUCHDOWN!" and a whole bunch of other nonsense terms. Sometimes I got a glimpse of the heavily-padded, hard-helmeted figures running around on the field, back and forth, back and forth, in no apparent order - and some other guys running around throwing flags in the air and refs in their black and white stripes getting down and dirty.
But, for the most part, my view was really just this:
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Mars, I laughed out loud pretty much the entire reading of the post, and then the baton man put me over the edge.
Okay, ditto!!! I was laughing so hard over the pucking up peanut butter cups thing....AND THEN THEY GUY with the baton! Oh my goodness. That is too much. Thanks for the laugh!
;-) Leah
Ok, that really made me laugh. I tend to feel the same way about football. And the video at the end? Too funny!
I hope you attend numerous sporting events this year!
Great post! I loved every bit of it - the view from where you sat, the contraband, the very accurate summation of football terminology and actions (all of which means about the same to me as to you).
Poor baton man. We all have rough days, I suppose. But if you're gonna wear a tight black suit with a white triangle on it, twirling and throwing a stick around in fancy patterns in front of thousands and thousands of people whose eyes are on you alone, I'd say you're asking for it.
I hope he didn't kick himself too much later, because, dude, in the grand scheme of things, all he really did was miss catching a stick a few times....in front of thousands and thousands of people.
Heehee! I think Aidan and Charlie should take up baton twirling! =) Its safer than football, right?? =)
This entry is so hilarious. I would have totally snuck in a magazine too! Glad you had a good time.
Oh my gosh Mars...HILARIOUS! I come from a Ducks family myself, and in the four years that my little bro was a "hottie tosser" for them and the 7 years following that (some of which my fam has had season tickets)...I can say that I haven't been to a game yet! I really want to be that excited...you know bust out my "going out bra" and paint myself up! But, alas, I sit at home and knit instead :) If I were promised a mediocre baton twirler...I may consider it though!
Oh, and it was great to see you today too!
I am cracking up laughing right now, Marlene! That was so funny...the whole thing. This might be kinda mean, but that was awesome how the painted OSU fans made the last guy's arm without a hand the exclamation point. That book you had did look pretty good...I would probably be reading too :)
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