College: A 7:30am wake-up is hell on earth.
Postgrad: A 7:30am wake-up is sleeping in.
College: Cold autumn morning means it’s still tank top weather. Just need more bourbon.
Postgrad: Cold autumn morning means the perfect excuse to finally wear that turtleneck.
College: Beer pong and flip cup tables.
Postgrad: Cold cuts and pumpkin spice muffin tables.
College: Speakers blasting techno and country.
Postgrad: Speakers blasting the pregame show on AM radio.
College: Plastic handles of flavored vodka.
Postgrad: Finally upgraded to Svedka and Beam this year.
College: There’s a good chance you won’t be eating.
Postgrad: A trunk’s worth of barbeque, bratwurst, and burgers.
College: Shotgun three brews in the first five minutes. Pat your stomach. Feel proud.
Postgrad: Polish off three donut bites in the first five minutes. Pat your stomach. Feel ashamed.
College: Tailgates are parties that happen to have a football theme.
Postgrad: Getting pumped for the game is the first, second, and third priority.
College: If you need a ticket, just look for a student ID that you could pass for.
Postgrad: If you need a ticket, just look for the homeless looking guy.
College: Chances are you’re going to wander to three or four different tailgates.
Postgrad: Only place you’re wandering to is the port-o-potty line.
College: The rule of thumb for College Gameday signs: The racier, the better.
Postgrad: You wonder how some of those Gameday signs were allowed on television.
College: Samantha Steele spotting. What a babe.
Postgrad: Samantha Steele spotting. Damn you, Ponder.
College: Lee Corso wearing a headdress and doing an Indian dance is hilarious.
Postgrad: Lee Corso wearing a headdress and doing an Indian dance seems to fly in the face of ESPN’s “anti-Redskins” stance.
College: Cornhole is your bread and butter.
Postgrad: It’s all about tossing the pigskin.
College: Hitting on girls is expected. Tailgates are pretty much parties with a football theme.
Postgrad: Hitting on the students gets creepier by the year.
College: Once you’re inside the stadium, you’ll be surrounded by the rowdiest fellow students in the country.
Postgrad: 95% of the people you will be sitting near couldn’t get into the school. Of this 95%, half look like they wear jean shorts.
College: Justify leaving early by wanting to drink more.
Postgrad: Justify leaving early by wanting to beat traffic.
College: Sing Hall & Oates all morning until you’re hoarse in the throat.
Postgrad: Periodically sing the fight song at a less-than-enthusiastic volume.
College: Kickoff time = nap time.
Postgrad: Kickoff time = game time.
College: Your team is going to kick ass today.
Postgrad: Your team is going to kick ass today.
I still shotgun beers. I do it poorly and probably embarrass myself, but I still shotgun beers.
Spot on cool dude. Spot on indeed.
If the last time you were wearing a turtle neck wasn’t at some point in the mid eighties after your mother finished helping dress you, just go ahead and leave the car running when you pull into the garage tonight…
A mock turtleneck with the team logo on it underneath a windbreaker is a power move.
Maybe in Alabama…
A regular turtleneck in and of itself is a power move. Get with the times.
Side note, the year’s 1982, right?
7:30 is sleeping in. Just spot on.
J. Parks Caldwell-you sir, are a gentleman and a scholar. This is pure, unfettered poetry of the truest kind.
College: Sing Hall & Oates all morning until you’re hoarse in the throat.
Postgrad: Periodically sing the fight song at a less-than-enthusiastic volume.
Now you’ve made me want to sing my fight song and Hall & Oates on and off all day, and my team’s game isn’t even until tomorrow.
The Last one was spot on unless you’re a Texas Tech fan
Well shit…