"Mary's a whore!"
Marshall football's first game was Thursday night @ 7 PM against William & mary. We tailgated at UMS, which was kind of pathetic (especially after being invited to a keg party even though I don't drink alcohol). But anyway, me, Bic, Bic's dad, Kim, Meaghan, and Krystle all went to the game. I'm sure you all don't know any of them except I think Em has met Bic at the grand ole Carmike. We sat on the 15 yard line in the 5th or 6th row. The "drunk since 3 PM dude that created a cheer after downing 7 Smirhoffs" came up with this lovely chant that wasn't very popular, but quite hilarious especially the first time I heard it.
Porky, Porky...
Greasy, Greasy...
William & Mary Girls Are Easy, Easy!!!
Then the chant of the night started around the second quarter that was very popular
Williams Sucks, Mary's A Whore!!!
The entire student section chanted that one a lot.
Did I mention Bic's dad is a bishop??? He eventually went over and sat on the other side with an older fellow that he knew and stayed there for over a quarter. HAHA.
Anyway, the development of the second quarter was the "drunk kid." Early into the second quarter, the intoxicated moron began to get sick and sat leaning on his knees with his head facing the ground. Everyone around him started stare-ing (I don't feel like looking up how to spell that correctly). And his a-hole "friends" just stood there, most continuing to watch the game. No one went to get him water or sat with him. They just continued their drunken celebration/barade/watching of the game. So, the drunk kid finally leans back and lays down and about 15 minutes later he hurls. So, at halftime, his douche-pack finally took him home.
So, the drunk kid brought some entertainment to a semi-lackluster game. Also, there was the "I'm pimp cause I was cool in my redneck 100 person high school so I can be thug and pimpay in Huntington" guy was workin his moves from 30 minutes before the start of the game and well afterword in the streets. There were two girls sitting and he went up and started to make his move and get the girls to come spend the night with him on the front row and we could tell the two girls were utterly disgusted and refused to even touch him. Later in the game he started calling this girl like 20 rows up to come down and she never came, which made him look like an even bigger "douche pimp." Do you all remember the douche pimp??? I bet you don't. Anyway, he didn't get any pudding except his grandmas!
The second half didn't have much crowd excitement sicne the game was pretty tense. At one point, a guy yelled at one of the William & Mary players:
"Number 18, why don't you come play for us. You can stay with me and your mom!!!"
The game was pretty close. Here was the scoring:
3-0 MU
3-3
10-3 MU
10-10
23-10 MU
24-23 W&M
29-24 MU
36-24 MU
It was a good night. The group of people we went with are the maniacs so even if the game wasn't entertaining, they were.
Tonight, our friends Kim and Krystle wanted to go to a guy's house to drink and then go to Chickadees, a club in H-town. So, me, Bic, and the gals walked to the party, which was fairly lame. There were like 15 people there when we got there if that. Kim and Krystle got themselves drunk and we went off to Chickadees. The only motive of going was that I would get to dance with drunk chics which is quite fun, but we didn't go into Chickadees with them cause I didn't want to pay that much to go into a crowded room to dance with my drunk friends plus me and Bic aren't real club-go-ers. So, we went back to Marshall. Although, it's just now 12 and we are heading to Taco Bell later and then we are gonna play tennis after that which could be 1 or 2 AM. So, at least the night isn't over after the slight disappointment from earlier.
Sorry that I didn't get a chance to come visit you at Coldstone this week Meg. I have classes throughout the day on Wednesday, Thursday was the game, and today I worked at Habitat for Humanity in the afternoon and didn't get a chance to come see ya. So, you'll have to let me know what you work and I PROMISE that I will come visit ya.
Em, are you still workin at the Carmike or did you find a luxurious new source of cash, money, and hoes?
Porky, Porky...
Greasy, Greasy...
William & Mary Girls Are Easy, Easy!!!
Then the chant of the night started around the second quarter that was very popular
Williams Sucks, Mary's A Whore!!!
The entire student section chanted that one a lot.
Did I mention Bic's dad is a bishop??? He eventually went over and sat on the other side with an older fellow that he knew and stayed there for over a quarter. HAHA.
Anyway, the development of the second quarter was the "drunk kid." Early into the second quarter, the intoxicated moron began to get sick and sat leaning on his knees with his head facing the ground. Everyone around him started stare-ing (I don't feel like looking up how to spell that correctly). And his a-hole "friends" just stood there, most continuing to watch the game. No one went to get him water or sat with him. They just continued their drunken celebration/barade/watching of the game. So, the drunk kid finally leans back and lays down and about 15 minutes later he hurls. So, at halftime, his douche-pack finally took him home.
So, the drunk kid brought some entertainment to a semi-lackluster game. Also, there was the "I'm pimp cause I was cool in my redneck 100 person high school so I can be thug and pimpay in Huntington" guy was workin his moves from 30 minutes before the start of the game and well afterword in the streets. There were two girls sitting and he went up and started to make his move and get the girls to come spend the night with him on the front row and we could tell the two girls were utterly disgusted and refused to even touch him. Later in the game he started calling this girl like 20 rows up to come down and she never came, which made him look like an even bigger "douche pimp." Do you all remember the douche pimp??? I bet you don't. Anyway, he didn't get any pudding except his grandmas!
The second half didn't have much crowd excitement sicne the game was pretty tense. At one point, a guy yelled at one of the William & Mary players:
"Number 18, why don't you come play for us. You can stay with me and your mom!!!"
The game was pretty close. Here was the scoring:
3-0 MU
3-3
10-3 MU
10-10
23-10 MU
24-23 W&M
29-24 MU
36-24 MU
It was a good night. The group of people we went with are the maniacs so even if the game wasn't entertaining, they were.
Tonight, our friends Kim and Krystle wanted to go to a guy's house to drink and then go to Chickadees, a club in H-town. So, me, Bic, and the gals walked to the party, which was fairly lame. There were like 15 people there when we got there if that. Kim and Krystle got themselves drunk and we went off to Chickadees. The only motive of going was that I would get to dance with drunk chics which is quite fun, but we didn't go into Chickadees with them cause I didn't want to pay that much to go into a crowded room to dance with my drunk friends plus me and Bic aren't real club-go-ers. So, we went back to Marshall. Although, it's just now 12 and we are heading to Taco Bell later and then we are gonna play tennis after that which could be 1 or 2 AM. So, at least the night isn't over after the slight disappointment from earlier.
Sorry that I didn't get a chance to come visit you at Coldstone this week Meg. I have classes throughout the day on Wednesday, Thursday was the game, and today I worked at Habitat for Humanity in the afternoon and didn't get a chance to come see ya. So, you'll have to let me know what you work and I PROMISE that I will come visit ya.
Em, are you still workin at the Carmike or did you find a luxurious new source of cash, money, and hoes?