Bill’s birthday was on October 1st, and we celebrated by going to the ASU/Oregon State game. It’s always a blast to head up to the college and mingle with the crowd – a mixture of overly-hormonal and usually-drunk students, nostalgic alumni, parents and friends of students and players, teachers, and loyal Valley residents such as ourselves. We got to Mill Avenue early enough to get some grub at an Irish pub (pub grub!), then bought a few t-shirts (ASU recently updated their logo, so the t-shirts with the old logo were way discounted). Our seats were 18 rows up on the 50 yard line, which was AWESOME. The place was packed and the crowd was rowdy. Walking to our seats, we had to pass the student seating section. They were very supportive of fellow ASU fans, and absolutely brutal toward the few hundred Oregon fans that attended:
This one’s my favorite:
Also, these guys:
And these fine ladies:
This guy right here sat a few rows in front of us, and he was the rowdiest of them all:
It was hard to get a clear picture of him, so you get a blurry one. You guys, HE WAS SO EXCITED. Every time the other team was at risk for a three and out, this guy would leap up, run up and down the steps, and yell at the crowd to get up and start cheering. He stood up for most of the game, which was rather annoying to those of us sitting behind him – but it was hard to get made at him because he was SO EXCITED. He and his row of cronies would stand up, which meant the row behind them had to stand up to see, and then the row behind THEM had to stand up, etc. One guy sitting near us got PISSED RIGHT OFF at Happy Guy for doing this, and they had an exchange of words. I believe the term “Stoner” was tossed at Happy Guy, while “‘Roid Rage” was tossed right back. Things looked pretty touch and go for a bit and it seemed a fight was imminent, until a cop (who, I’m pretty sure, was YOUNGER than them) came up and told them to cool it.
Angry guy left at halftime. He totally missed out on the antics of the trick marching band. Plus, ASU won. Despite the fact that Osweiller threw like an asshole for the entire first half.
We got up early on Sunday (the 2nd), piled a bunch of gear together, and drove up to Four Peaks to do some shooting. Robert brought his shotgun and wreaked havoc on imaginary zombies. I shot my M&P 15-22, which continues to be my favorite. Bill got an AR-15 for his birthday, which was so much fun to shoot that now I want one. AND. Check this out:
Dead center from 100 yards, baby! First time I ever shot it. I’ve totally got your back for the Zombie Apocalypse. Just… bring ammo.
Altogether it was a great weekend, and one I wouldn’t mind repeating for MY birthday.
Soooooo…two things, not in order.
First, I went to Oregon State. In NCAA Football I root for the BSU Broncos, but that’s because I grew up in Boise, and you root for your home town’s pride even long after you move far away from said small town.
Second, the only thing I took away from this whole set was the girl holding up the “Nobody likes Beavers” sign…I hate to be contrarian, but I’m going to have to strenuously disagree based on the semantics. Maybe not on the interpretation of the noun in question that she was using, but I think lots of people can stand with me on a love of beavers. Beavers, independent of any mascot-affiliation, are AWESOME. They eat TONS of wood every year, and I just love that about them. Here’s one for beavers!
First, indeed. Agreed. I would still root for a Maine team if Maine had a team. It doesn’t have a team for ANYTHING. We have to borrow Boston’s. I could be The Walrus…
Second, OH THE PUN OF IT ALL. It just begs for it, doesn’t it? I’m wondering how many signs got banned at the gate…
When OSU plays USC there is ALWAYS some joker with a sign that says “I Love to watch Trojans pound Beavers.”
A few years ago the South Carolina Gamecocks played in Reeser’s Stadium (home of the Beavers) and during an interview of one of the away fans on local TV, the gentleman was explaining that he had “traveled thousands of miles to watch the Cocks penetrate the Beaver’s defensive line” which left the entire newsroom giggling. When you can hear the cameraman laughing, the joke gets extra credit.
Cocks vs. Beavers shirts remain collector’s items around the Willamette Valley.
I, too, have to disagree with some of the Sun Devils fans. The dude with the “Beavers suck” sign clearly doesn’t have a girlfriend. Or isn’t interested in girls in general.
And, I’m afraid that he’s clearly misinformed.
… unless you took that statement literally … substituting the mammal for the female anatomy… well, no, still doesn’t work I guess. Maybe “Beavers Blow Bubbles”? BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA Oh I slay me.
Um, I think we must be twins separated at birth. First, I live, breathe, and eat football. Ok, not really, but I LOVE it. Second, I would totally say “Osweiller threw like an asshole for the entire first half.” too. (And from the looks of it, that chick standing in front of him is thinking the same thing.) Third, I LOVE guns and shooting. Well, hello, sis…so nice to meet you
Hooray! My long lost sister! I knew you were out there somewhere!