ACC championship expirience
well, this wsa an amazing day in cyroso-history
so....i left at 12:30. i had 1.5 gallons of green tea to keep me company on the 3 1/2 trip to jacksonville. the ride over was pretty fun once we started gettin close to jacksonville (hanging out the windows doin the seminole chop to every car and other cars doing it right back) we were blaring queen, especially "we are the champions" and "another one bites the dust". very fun. so charley and all of us got a lil lost on the drive, but no biggie, we just followed a bunch of cars with seminole flags on them to the game. the game didnt start until 8 and we got there around 5. 3 hours to do anything we wanted. nick had 6 tickets so we decided to skowp them off. there were $80 a piece, and guess how much we finally got for them. $40 for both...but no biggie that was $40 dollars in nick's pocket that wasnt there before. we met this hustler and talked with him forever. then we met one of the players mothers. he was #96, a nose tackle, and a starting one. he did a great job. so, we finally found our seats. no college kids around us...cept those VT dickheads in the wrong section, but everyone else were graduates and alumni. the first guy we met was a crazy guy. had his face painted like braveheart, only in garnet and gold. he had a jersey on which said Bill W. on the back. (Bill W. is the guy that started AA)So we asked him if he actually started AA, he turned around and said, yes i am the founder of AA, and all you could smell was the delightful smell of hops, and alcohol (beer). he laughed, and we laughed. Then a guy sitting in front of us named mike was a lawler that was from tampa. he was there with all of his kids. when the game started, it started really fast. on the first possession, those dickhead VT kids pulled out their car keys...and EVERYONE around us got PISSED. but the whole game, we were the steriotypical spectators. we never shut up, and we were yelling some things to where we had some bad looks from some parents...anywho, it was all fun. the most famous one from the night is when there is a TV commercial break. I yell "hey nick, whos on the field?" nick - "TV timeout guy" charley- "and what do we say to TV timeout guy" everyone- "FUCK YOU TV TIMEOUT GUY!" that and our usual chris davis....who is number 5...so the rest of the night, we never said 5, just chris davis. we would say like...high chris davis...or number chris davis +2 just made a shitty play. pretty fuckin funny. the game went really well for us too. of course we ended up winning, but for 3 quarters, it was an ass-raping. 27-3 going into the 4th. the final score ended up being 27-22, so they came back, but it wasnt enough. after the game, the players were throwing oranges into the air (cuz we're going to the orange bowl). well, we finally piled into our car, and started the drive back home. we put "we are the champions" on repeat, and blared it hanging out the window until we were on I-95. REALLY funny. so the drive was pretty boring, and we started to calm down. but we were starved, so we stopped at a mcdonalds to eat. WHAT A LONG ASS DRIVE THROUGH! let me tell ya...but it wsa worth it. here's why. we finally get up to the window to get our food. some dickhead gets out of his car and walks up to the window where we are. he starts cussing the lady at the window out. he's saying shit like "FUCK YOU YOU SLUT, take our order, it says 24 hours for a reason you dumb bitch" charley goes...hey man, whoa, take it easy. this guy had an arm in a cast. so finally the girl cries and leaves the window and the guy starts to walk away. charley says politely, just hit up a convienience store man. the guy goes...why dont you hit up my dick...so we all get pissed. and then the general manager comes to give us our food (because the other girl was crying somewhere). she opens the window and all of us were like...yo, tell that girl that that guy is just pissed cuz he broke his wrist from jerkin his meat too much. and we're like o that was bullshit..and everything. so she's like, man you guys are so nice, thanks for stickin up for my co-worker, your meal is on the house. (we had ordered about $15 of food, so it was a nice freebie.
the rest of the drive was pretty uneventful, except talking about some stories tryin to stay awake. anywho, we didnt get home until 4:30. it was a good time...
hey...penn state...SEE YO'ASSES AT THE ORANGE BALL! WOOO!!!!!
o...and the other cool thing was that none of us drank...and all of us stil had a kickass time!
so....i left at 12:30. i had 1.5 gallons of green tea to keep me company on the 3 1/2 trip to jacksonville. the ride over was pretty fun once we started gettin close to jacksonville (hanging out the windows doin the seminole chop to every car and other cars doing it right back) we were blaring queen, especially "we are the champions" and "another one bites the dust". very fun. so charley and all of us got a lil lost on the drive, but no biggie, we just followed a bunch of cars with seminole flags on them to the game. the game didnt start until 8 and we got there around 5. 3 hours to do anything we wanted. nick had 6 tickets so we decided to skowp them off. there were $80 a piece, and guess how much we finally got for them. $40 for both...but no biggie that was $40 dollars in nick's pocket that wasnt there before. we met this hustler and talked with him forever. then we met one of the players mothers. he was #96, a nose tackle, and a starting one. he did a great job. so, we finally found our seats. no college kids around us...cept those VT dickheads in the wrong section, but everyone else were graduates and alumni. the first guy we met was a crazy guy. had his face painted like braveheart, only in garnet and gold. he had a jersey on which said Bill W. on the back. (Bill W. is the guy that started AA)So we asked him if he actually started AA, he turned around and said, yes i am the founder of AA, and all you could smell was the delightful smell of hops, and alcohol (beer). he laughed, and we laughed. Then a guy sitting in front of us named mike was a lawler that was from tampa. he was there with all of his kids. when the game started, it started really fast. on the first possession, those dickhead VT kids pulled out their car keys...and EVERYONE around us got PISSED. but the whole game, we were the steriotypical spectators. we never shut up, and we were yelling some things to where we had some bad looks from some parents...anywho, it was all fun. the most famous one from the night is when there is a TV commercial break. I yell "hey nick, whos on the field?" nick - "TV timeout guy" charley- "and what do we say to TV timeout guy" everyone- "FUCK YOU TV TIMEOUT GUY!" that and our usual chris davis....who is number 5...so the rest of the night, we never said 5, just chris davis. we would say like...high chris davis...or number chris davis +2 just made a shitty play. pretty fuckin funny. the game went really well for us too. of course we ended up winning, but for 3 quarters, it was an ass-raping. 27-3 going into the 4th. the final score ended up being 27-22, so they came back, but it wasnt enough. after the game, the players were throwing oranges into the air (cuz we're going to the orange bowl). well, we finally piled into our car, and started the drive back home. we put "we are the champions" on repeat, and blared it hanging out the window until we were on I-95. REALLY funny. so the drive was pretty boring, and we started to calm down. but we were starved, so we stopped at a mcdonalds to eat. WHAT A LONG ASS DRIVE THROUGH! let me tell ya...but it wsa worth it. here's why. we finally get up to the window to get our food. some dickhead gets out of his car and walks up to the window where we are. he starts cussing the lady at the window out. he's saying shit like "FUCK YOU YOU SLUT, take our order, it says 24 hours for a reason you dumb bitch" charley goes...hey man, whoa, take it easy. this guy had an arm in a cast. so finally the girl cries and leaves the window and the guy starts to walk away. charley says politely, just hit up a convienience store man. the guy goes...why dont you hit up my dick...so we all get pissed. and then the general manager comes to give us our food (because the other girl was crying somewhere). she opens the window and all of us were like...yo, tell that girl that that guy is just pissed cuz he broke his wrist from jerkin his meat too much. and we're like o that was bullshit..and everything. so she's like, man you guys are so nice, thanks for stickin up for my co-worker, your meal is on the house. (we had ordered about $15 of food, so it was a nice freebie.
the rest of the drive was pretty uneventful, except talking about some stories tryin to stay awake. anywho, we didnt get home until 4:30. it was a good time...
hey...penn state...SEE YO'ASSES AT THE ORANGE BALL! WOOO!!!!!
o...and the other cool thing was that none of us drank...and all of us stil had a kickass time!