Experiences at a Mini-Football Game
So for years I've wanted to go to one of the BattleWings games. I mean I like football, and it's a different type of football that I used to watch really late at night as a kid, so why not? Well finally, this Saturday, I was given the chance courtesy of Dave's work.
So let me do a quick run-down of the proceedings.
- The BattleWings starting quarterback is Stan Hill, who as I'm sure all of you know was the starting quarterback at Marshall (the college, not the high school in Texas) last year. He was decent, so I was kind of excited to see him play -- unfortunately that was not to be, because as we were getting our drinks he was knocked out of the game on the first play with a broken collarbone.
- We had second row tickets which were great, except there are a few die-hard Bossier City BattleWings and they do not sit down ... EVER. Instead they lean over the cushiony walls and heckle and cheer and creepily take picture after picture after picture of the BattleWings fly girls.
+ No need to be creepy, cause the Fly Girls were fine. We tried to pay Dave to ask creepy camera guy what site he was going to post the pics on, but he wussed out.
- Final score Rio Grand Valley Dorados 61, Bossier City BattleWings 48
So 3 minuses and 1 plus. Well the experience was helped considerably by one Dorados player:
Let me introduce you to Curtis Jeter:
The following is the transcript of a conversation held near the end of the game betwen Curtis and one drunken redneck fan. Oh by the way, Curtis Jeter wears #69 ... so that should tell you just a bit more about him.
Fan: Jeter, hey Jeter ... want this beer man?
Jeter: No
Fan: Jeter, Jeter ... want this beer?
Jeter: No
Fan: That's alright you ain't shit anyways.
A few minutes pass
Fan: Jeter, you want this beer?
Jeter: No, I don't fuck with alcohol, so you don't need to be fucking with me unless you got that weed.
Fan: Want this beer?
Jeter: I'm trying to tell you unless you got a sack of that shit, don't even be talkin' to me.
Fan: I got a sack right here (Grabs nuts)
A few more minutes
Fan: Jeter, this is your last chance on the beer.
Jeter: I done told you, I don't drink I just like to smoke
Fan: Whatever man, you suck.
Jeter: Shut up. This is me and you. I'm just playing around, but don't be talking about football. This is just me and you. I don't give a fuck about this football shit. This is me and you. Act like a man. (Walks off)
The End
So I don't think you can rely on D-linemen who like to smoke weed and actually engage in conversations with fans at every game, so unless the BattleWings step it up a notch ... I suggest taking a pass. Unless you want to be creepy and take stalker shots of the Fly Girls.
So let me do a quick run-down of the proceedings.
- The BattleWings starting quarterback is Stan Hill, who as I'm sure all of you know was the starting quarterback at Marshall (the college, not the high school in Texas) last year. He was decent, so I was kind of excited to see him play -- unfortunately that was not to be, because as we were getting our drinks he was knocked out of the game on the first play with a broken collarbone.
- We had second row tickets which were great, except there are a few die-hard Bossier City BattleWings and they do not sit down ... EVER. Instead they lean over the cushiony walls and heckle and cheer and creepily take picture after picture after picture of the BattleWings fly girls.
+ No need to be creepy, cause the Fly Girls were fine. We tried to pay Dave to ask creepy camera guy what site he was going to post the pics on, but he wussed out.
- Final score Rio Grand Valley Dorados 61, Bossier City BattleWings 48
So 3 minuses and 1 plus. Well the experience was helped considerably by one Dorados player:
Let me introduce you to Curtis Jeter:
The following is the transcript of a conversation held near the end of the game betwen Curtis and one drunken redneck fan. Oh by the way, Curtis Jeter wears #69 ... so that should tell you just a bit more about him.
Fan: Jeter, hey Jeter ... want this beer man?
Jeter: No
Fan: Jeter, Jeter ... want this beer?
Jeter: No
Fan: That's alright you ain't shit anyways.
A few minutes pass
Fan: Jeter, you want this beer?
Jeter: No, I don't fuck with alcohol, so you don't need to be fucking with me unless you got that weed.
Fan: Want this beer?
Jeter: I'm trying to tell you unless you got a sack of that shit, don't even be talkin' to me.
Fan: I got a sack right here (Grabs nuts)
A few more minutes
Fan: Jeter, this is your last chance on the beer.
Jeter: I done told you, I don't drink I just like to smoke
Fan: Whatever man, you suck.
Jeter: Shut up. This is me and you. I'm just playing around, but don't be talking about football. This is just me and you. I don't give a fuck about this football shit. This is me and you. Act like a man. (Walks off)
The End
So I don't think you can rely on D-linemen who like to smoke weed and actually engage in conversations with fans at every game, so unless the BattleWings step it up a notch ... I suggest taking a pass. Unless you want to be creepy and take stalker shots of the Fly Girls.