The Color of Heather

My first reaction today, when I went to the caf for dinner was… why is there a sign saying the caf closes at 430 when it opens at 500? The answer: Tailgating. That promptly made me go why would driving really close to the person infront of you effect dinner? Nope, they made us go to a tailgate party for the first football game of the year. And the party was aparently just like our football team… there wasn’t much of it. You can’t say it was a party or a tailgate seeing that there were no cars and there were no balloons. On top of that, all my friends were either playing in the pepband, working, or actually serving the food because they were on a sport team… that or they were Julian playing League of Legends and not coming out of his room anytime soon. Therefore, not only was it not tailgating and not a party and for a sport I don’t like to play OR watch, I was there alone! I wasn’t too happy about that. On the plus side, I did get to see a dude playing catch with some of his friends go after a long toss and ran right into the wubben science building. I’m not quite sure where the football went…

~”Football isn’t a contact sport, it’s a collision sport. Dancing is a contact sport.“~ Duffy Daugherty

~”Nobody in football should be called a genius. A genius is a guy like Norman Einstein.“~ Joe Theismann