Such parties, on seemingly each and every block, make college football better than a pro game any day. Hands down.

Post-college, Quarters is no longer a game you play on Saturdays, it's that change your wife digs out of her purse after you super-lucked out and found a parking spot actually near where you want to be.
So if you're reading this blog and you're still a student, live that shit up!
Actually, #19 shouldn't be limited to student parties but should really be students in general. Because as pumped as I still get for the games, I can't top the students. Put it this way, my first thought now when I see a bunch of dudes with no shirts on at a game in mid-November with a windchill near 20 is, "Holy crap! That's crazy!" Of course, they're thinking, "Dude, we're gonna get on TV, and then get laid!"
Advantage: students.
But back to the parties.
You gotta love how they swarm the yards at those parties. Their plastic red cups in hand, they surround the keg like ants on a bee carcass.
Meanwhile, you just watch as you pass with your wife/girlfriend/friends. Remembering those times from your own college days. Different and yet unchanged. Your memories and their current experiences all intertwined by the common thread that is a Meeeechigan football Saturday.
6 comments:
How can it be about students when there are no pictures of "student bodies"?
Yost,
This post is shades of your occasional series "college life vs your life."
So why's the cop writing the ticket? Jaywalking? MIP? Drunk in public?
616,
True. I really like that series but always forget about it. I need to bring that back more regularly.
Sierra,
Don't know.
"They thhhrreeeeewwww me into public. I want to be drunk in a bar."
He's writing one of those infamous $5 tickets (although it may be up to $25 now).
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