Monday, September 20, 2010
Often I long for the crisp fall air and the trees changing orange and red. I miss fall. I’ve found that in the absence of tranquil mornings on the patio with a cup of coffee in hand watching the leaves fall gently to the ground, I’ve come to celebrate fall a slightly different way. I celebrate by watching 22 grown men bash each other’s brains in, while wearing tight pants, waiting for the quarterback to put his hands on the center’s crotch….all while wearing a giant foam “We’re #1” finger…..and wearing flip flops. No matter how hot it is, fall is for football.
This weekend I hopped on a charter bus with 50 of my closest friends and headed down to Tucson to watch the Arizona/Iowa football game. Along for the ride were 12 cases of beer, 16 cases of water, 2 gallons of vodka and rum each – and we had to make a beer run on the way home because we ran out.
Here I am with my wife before the trip. We are both still smiling because it wasn’t yet 105 degrees (the high of the day) and she wasn’t feeling the effects of being 7 months pregnant (everything swelled up like sausages).
Note however, that no matter where you are there isn’t a picture that I can’t ruin
Since I had just ran 20 miles 90 minutes before (read about it here), I wasn’t so dumb as to not work on a little hydration and compression before I hit the ‘good’ stuff. My brother in law was not amused by my early morning sobriety. My argument was that Iowa’s colors are Gold and Black. I matched!
A few more pictures to show you how we do. TV? Check. Random beer bong? Check (well, not me……seems like a great way to catch the mouth herps.) Random dude painted completely red? Check. Ummmmm, mariachi band? Check??
Mothers look away for this one At one point, the football the group was playing with got stuck on the roof of the camper beside us. Solution? Stack 2 coolers on top of each other, hop on top of the coolers, and boost your 5 year kid on the RV to grab it. If you can think of a better way, I’d like to hear it.
If I may, I would like to throw out a bit of a hail-mary pass (football reference, WIN!). My single, mostly disease free brother in law is looking for love. If you know of any anonymous ladies who like to go from tailgate to tailgate looking for free beers to shotgun, have I got the guy for you! Oh wait, it looks like he’s already found a few ladies that fit the bill. Never mind.
Finally, we actually did watch some football. Iowa lost, but it was still a really good game. (And I’m an Iowa State fan – so whateves) If nothing else, at least getting out and watching some football got me into the fall mood – even if it was about 50 degrees too hot for Irish hot coco. At least I got to wear my flip flops.