**an afternoon at martin stadium**

what a lovely day to attend a football game. the sun is shining, frying us at temps of 85 degrees for 5 hrs [my face is so sunburned]; the people of pullman are cheering and yelling explitives at the top of their lungs; the beverages are of poor quality and not to mention expensive as hell. ahhh, sporting events... it's a day full of purposley avoiding certain people, and spilling drinks on others. the only day when school spirit fluctuates from extreme joy, to utter hatred [especially for coach price] instead of just a constant feeling of indifference. it's a time when random yelling and scorning of the referee's abilities is highly encouraged, abundant, enjoyed, and continuously done until our throats are sore! or, at least until the refs would realize that they, infact, do suck. and, even though referee rage is inescapable, martin stadium is no dangerous place to be. well, there is the projectile t-shirts flung haphazardly into the crowd. and the mayhem on the field that goes on between an absent minded cheerleader and butch on a moped... but... that's not dangerous, that's hilarity!

HIGHLIGHTS:
-- from the announcer: "some people have reportedly been suffering from heat exhaustion. so, remember to always drink plenty of fluids -- and by that i mean water!"
-- from the frequent chanting of "bull-shit" to the mellow outcry of, "you guys stink! badly!" everyone was entertained by the crazy antics of the old drunk guy in the back, and the drunk students everywhere else.
-- cougs win!! cougs win!! [harry caray style]



Slapped up here on 9/22/2001 07:40:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...