ClydeBrick
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Brothers and sisters it is Gameday!
Today, is probably going to be a hard day. When it comes to football the next several weeks may be even worse. But today - today I am going to go to Grant Field to support my team.
I have thought about this post for several weeks and how I would craft something that was as upbeat as possible given the circumstances. In the seven years that I have been starting the Gameday thread here, this was one that I thought that I would come up short. And maybe I have.
I read something this week about today's game and I thought that I would share it here with you. It comes from another GT site, and written by someone that I really don't know IRL, but I have come to know and respect through his posts on that site. His post moved me and made me reexamine what going to the games can mean. I present it here for your edification:
So if you have tickets consider going. If all you can do is watch on TV, do so. Hang with the young men who have dedicated much more time to this season than any mere fan could ever think to do. Stay with it for as long as you can. Then we can let the long offseason wash over us.
So get up and get your gold on, it's the end of Hate Week, it's Clean Old Fashioned Hate, it's Gameday!
Toe meets leather at Noon.
THWG!
Today, is probably going to be a hard day. When it comes to football the next several weeks may be even worse. But today - today I am going to go to Grant Field to support my team.
I have thought about this post for several weeks and how I would craft something that was as upbeat as possible given the circumstances. In the seven years that I have been starting the Gameday thread here, this was one that I thought that I would come up short. And maybe I have.
I read something this week about today's game and I thought that I would share it here with you. It comes from another GT site, and written by someone that I really don't know IRL, but I have come to know and respect through his posts on that site. His post moved me and made me reexamine what going to the games can mean. I present it here for your edification:
. . .
This game is probably going to be awful. We're gonna get barked at, barfed on, forced to smell things we can't even name, we might get fleas, there will probably be some fights, and we're going to have to insult some people because we can't understand a word they're saying, when we'd rather be insulting them for other reasons. We're probably going to get destroyed, too, by a record setting margin, in one of the most embarrassing showings in school history - to cap off one of the most embarrassing three year stretches in school history. This may be so bad, it might even be the single worst game any of you ever has the opportunity to attend in your lives.
I couldn't imagine not wanting to be there, honestly. Everyone you meet at this game wearing gold is going to be a true fan, a fan of fans who dwells in fanhalla forever, and you have a chance to be among them for the price of one afternoon of pain. This is the trial by fire, the refining moment where the purest and the most powerful fans are made, and even if you don't think you're worthy of that, don't you want to bask in the glow of the people who are? Those are my kind of people, and I'd rather spend one miserable afternoon with them than ten years of games with the come-and-go nobodies who only show up for themselves.
And then, there's always the fact that football is the game that defies all things, and that's why they play the games. If you're standing in the crowd when that happens this time, you've gained an experience that 99% of the fans you know and all their generations after them will only ever dream about.
Let's do this freakin thing, I'm pumped.
So if you have tickets consider going. If all you can do is watch on TV, do so. Hang with the young men who have dedicated much more time to this season than any mere fan could ever think to do. Stay with it for as long as you can. Then we can let the long offseason wash over us.
So get up and get your gold on, it's the end of Hate Week, it's Clean Old Fashioned Hate, it's Gameday!
Toe meets leather at Noon.
THWG!
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