February 07, 2004
- If you're going to drive out to the Meadowlands (and how the hell can the Blogger spellcheck be missing Meadowlands?!?!) to watch your alma mater for the first time in ten or so years, and if that alma mater is going to lose the game, then I suppose they might as well play so horribly that the game is pretty much decided midway through the first half and the taunts of the opposing team's students don't really sting since they're we're all pretty much in agreement that, at least for this one night, we pretty much do suck.
- If that opposing team is celebrating its 100th anniversary with a half-time old-timers game featuring alumni from over various eras, then perhaps somebody could tell the 6'6" recent graduate that it's perhaps not in keeping with the spirit of the event to swat a massive power rejection into the face of the poor 70-year-old guy who's just trying to put up a set shot or two without getting injured.
- Mapquest directions seem to be more suggestions than hard-and-fast rules.
- It's great to see good people that you haven't seen in easily a decade and everybody's doing well. It makes you feel like maybe we all did something right at some point.
- Oh, and in case any of you out there were wondering if the term "Cock-block" had yet entered the general vernacular to the point where it can just be dropped into a conversation at a party without bringing said conversation and the surrounding area to a screeching, needle-sliding-off-the-45 halt: that's still a big negative on that one.
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