Well, I’m going to my first ever UVA football game, and going along with years and years of school tradition, I am clad in a pair of khakis, oxford cloth shirt, and blue and orange striped tie.
Why do the students and alumni dress up to go to a sport where “dressing up” usually carries the connotation of face paint and big foam “Number One” hands, you ask? Well, to be honest, I have absolutely no clue. But I have to admit, I’m pretty excited about it. And I’d imagine that it would confuse the Hell out of any fans from the other team who were unfamiliar with the tradition.
'Course, another tradition is that you go drunk, but since I don’t drink I’ll probably skip over that part of the rule.
Have I mentioned this school is amazingly weird? (But in a good way!)
That’s right! In a stunning upset, unranked UVA trounced 22 ranked USC 34-21! We’re 1-2, bay-bee!
Of course, it was one of the sloppiest games of football I’ve ever seen played. In one play there was an interception, and then a fumble, and a recovery, and another fumble, and a recovery by the team that threw the interception, so that it was like nothing happened. And USC fumbled a kickoff return, letting UVA score, but then ran the next kickoff into the endzone untouched.
So yeah, it was a horrible game. But y’know what? WE WON! And I was there. So nyah.
Steelers are playing Monday night, too. I love this weekend.