mmmtodd Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 After a pretty heavy New Years Eve celebration, my alarm clock went off exactly as I had set it at noon on the 31st(im a thinker).... at 10:45 AM on the 1st. My buddy Gerry was back visiting from the Air Force, and his parents, the Jamison's, always put on great watch parties and live about 8 miles away down a gravel road. Wake up, check the board, take a shower, hit liquor store, then off to watch my 'skers. Had 'er all planned out. So I hit the snooze. No biggie, its 11 now, got plenty of time. Cursory check of the board, hop in the shower, throw on the jeans, boots, official Lucky jersey, and my white blackshirts hat that I would later realize, after much head shaking and deep breaths, my dog must have marked, and head to the pick-up. Blast over to Beaver<lake> Liquor, pick up 18 pack of Busch Light tallboys and a handle of Morgan (cheapest Busch on the lake at Beaver Liquor btw) then 90 miles an hour down Wee Wah road to the Jamisons. Arrive 5 minutes before kick-off (perfection). Sample awesome chicken cheese dip, chili, various venison products, and find that even the beer fridge in the garage is completely full. Liquor store run unnecessary. We should be droppin like flies by half of the Rose Bowl. Game starts, Im a wreck. I dont sit until halftime, and thats only to catch my breath, then I grab a bowl chili, stand and eat that. The second half is an emotional roller coaster, with every big play followed by me showing off an amazing vertical then running around both tv rooms giving everyone a high five. Im l told I scared the crap out of the little kids. I respond with something about how its good for them, and they'll be great Husker fans one day because of my passion. I spend commercial breaks wondering if Im right, and if I should calm it down a bit. Soon as the game comes back on, Im a mindless screaming red clad hulk of emotion. The kids are gonna have to deal. I pick up on the extremely long TV timeouts after changes of possession, and head to the restroom. Someone with the remote had been muting the game at commercials the whole time. I hear a TV come back on, and freak. Knocking a picture off of the wall, I run into the living room with one hand still on the prize to find they just wanted to hear the audio to that oh so funny comm. where the guy throws the controller through the flat panel. Oh hahaha, picture is f'ed, in the ad and in the bathroom. The last few minutes of the game are a blur, but I distinctly remember thinking it how glad I was the Huskers won, because I know myself and know I would be in a severe depression until August. The win is literally good for my health. Everyone pretends to get into the Rose Bowl while pouring themselves massive amounts of liquor------side note to south carolina peeps, Mr Jamison had this Iced Tea Liquor that he said he picked up in your fine state, cant find it around here, I cant remember the name, we mixed it with lemonade and it rocked, and if you kindly know what im talking about, I think it would be the right thing for me to do to replace the several bottles we crushed in about an hour------- and to celebrate everyone starts breaking out various game they killed this year and throwing it on the grill. I lose track of the night after this point, but I do know it was delicious. And somewhere around 1:30 AM on the 2nd I made it back to my couch. The End. Quote Link to comment
HuskerTrucker Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 Don't know about anyone else...but this paragraph is way too long to hold my attention....seemed like mindless babble before I got past the first line. Quote Link to comment
The Maudfather Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 After a pretty heavy New Years Eve celebration, my alarm clock went off exactly as I had set it at noon on the 31st(im a thinker).... at 10:45 AM on the 1st. My buddy Gerry was back visiting from the Air Force, and his parents, the Jamison's, always put on great watch parties and live about 8 miles away down a gravel road. Wake up, check the board, take a shower, hit liquor store, then off to watch my 'skers. Had 'er all planned out. So I hit the snooze. No biggie, its 11 now, got plenty of time. Cursory check of the board, hop in the shower, throw on the jeans, boots, official Lucky jersey, and my white blackshirts hat that I would later realize, after much head shaking and deep breaths, my dog must have marked, and head to the pick-up. Blast over to Beaver<lake> Liquor, pick up 18 pack of Busch Light tallboys and a handle of Morgan (cheapest Busch on the lake at Beaver Liquor btw) then 90 miles an hour down Wee Wah road to the Jamisons. Arrive 5 minutes before kick-off (perfection). Sample awesome chicken cheese dip, chili, various venison products, and find that even the beer fridge in the garage is completely full. Liquor store run unnecessary. We should be droppin like flies by half of the Rose Bowl. Game starts, Im a wreck. I dont sit until halftime, and thats only to catch my breath, then I grab a bowl chili, stand and eat that. The second half is an emotional roller coaster, with every big play followed by me showing off an amazing vertical then running around both tv rooms giving everyone a high five. Im l told I scared the crap out of the little kids. I respond with something about how its good for them, and they'll be great Husker fans one day because of my passion. I spend commercial breaks wondering if Im right, and if I should calm it down a bit. Soon as the game comes back on, Im a mindless screaming red clad hulk of emotion. The kids are gonna have to deal. I pick up on the extremely long TV timeouts after changes of possession, and head to the restroom. Someone with the remote had been muting the game at commercials the whole time. I hear a TV come back on, and freak. Knocking a picture off of the wall, I run into the living room with one hand still on the prize to find they just wanted to hear the audio to that oh so funny comm. where the guy throws the controller through the flat panel. Oh hahaha, picture is f'ed, in the ad and in the bathroom. The last few minutes of the game are a blur, but I distinctly remember thinking it how glad I was the Huskers won, because I know myself and know I would be in a severe depression until August. The win is literally good for my health. Everyone pretends to get into the Rose Bowl while pouring themselves massive amounts of liquor------side note to south carolina peeps, Mr Jamison had this Iced Tea Liquor that he said he picked up in your fine state, cant find it around here, I cant remember the name, we mixed it with lemonade and it rocked, and if you kindly know what im talking about, I think it would be the right thing for me to do to replace the several bottles we crushed in about an hour------- and to celebrate everyone starts breaking out various game they killed this year and throwing it on the grill. I lose track of the night after this point, but I do know it was delicious. And somewhere around 1:30 AM on the 2nd I made it back to my couch....with a fat chick The End. That is a more suiting end to your story Quote Link to comment
mmmtodd Posted January 4, 2009 Author Share Posted January 4, 2009 is there any other kind? Quote Link to comment
mmmtodd Posted January 4, 2009 Author Share Posted January 4, 2009 Don't know about anyone else...but this paragraph is way too long to hold my attention....seemed like mindless babble before I got past the first line. thats odd. i like reading about everyones gator bowl 'trip' experiences. Quote Link to comment
HuskerTrucker Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 Don't know about anyone else...but this paragraph is way too long to hold my attention....seemed like mindless babble before I got past the first line. thats odd. i like reading about everyones gator bowl 'trip' experiences. I would too, with a little structure built in so that I am not reading one continuous paragraph from hell...I don't have that kind of patience, sorry. Quote Link to comment
mmmtodd Posted January 4, 2009 Author Share Posted January 4, 2009 Don't know about anyone else...but this paragraph is way too long to hold my attention....seemed like mindless babble before I got past the first line. thats odd. i like reading about everyones gator bowl 'trip' experiences. I would too, with a little structure built in so that I am not reading one continuous paragraph from hell...I don't have that kind of patience, sorry. structure? are you an emglish teacher? if you were reading it seriously, wow.what kind of grade did i get? im not sorry the lack of paragraphs gave you the need to freak out. i was thinking maybe we were on the same page bud. maybe i needed one of these from the beginning, in the title perhaps. Quote Link to comment
HSKRNOKC Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 Ok... easy folks. Man that sounds like a better day than I had. Nothing like someone who takes throwing a game party seriously to make the game so much better. Now go back to sleep on your couch!! Quote Link to comment
mmmtodd Posted January 4, 2009 Author Share Posted January 4, 2009 Ok... easy folks. Man that sounds like a better day than I had. Nothing like someone who takes throwing a game party seriously to make the game so much better. Now go back to sleep on your couch!! hey, got another one on the couch tonight. no worries. right? Quote Link to comment
HSKRNOKC Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 Ok... easy folks. Man that sounds like a better day than I had. Nothing like someone who takes throwing a game party seriously to make the game so much better. Now go back to sleep on your couch!! hey, got another one on the couch tonight. no worries. right? None.. Quote Link to comment
trouble Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 I stopped reading when I saw Busch Light. Lol. Quote Link to comment
newenglandhusker Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 One of the best posts of the year! Quote Link to comment
DaveH Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 structure? are you an emglish teacher? if you were reading it seriously, wow.what kind of grade did i get? No, but when you open a thread and you see nearly a page of text it kind of makes you think "I ain't readin all that sh1t." Quote Link to comment
HuskerTrucker Posted January 4, 2009 Share Posted January 4, 2009 structure? are you an emglish teacher? if you were reading it seriously, wow.what kind of grade did i get? No, but when you open a thread and you see nearly a page of text it kind of makes you think "I ain't readin all that sh1t." Not me...I hate to criticize others...but when I do, I try to get MY spelling right...and sentence structure. Capital letters are pretty cool, too, if you know how to make them. Quote Link to comment
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