The actual reason we went to Vegas was for the ISU/UNLV football game. The UNLV folks are a bit different than us ISU fans. I'm not sure if all of you are familiar w/ tailgating festivities at ISU, but we enjoy it (thoroughly). What I mean by this is if the game is at 6 pm, we are out tailgating by
noon (at the very latest). If the game is at 11 am, we are lined up to get into the stadium parking lot by 5 am. Some may call this extremely ridiculous. I call it extreme fun! We really know how to throw a tailgate party and are proud of our tailgating skills.The second our bus pulls into the UNLV parking lot we realize that these UNLV folks just don't kick it like us ISU fans do. The lot is empty and it is only 3 hours until game time. When the lot finally begins to fill up we realize that it is not filling w/ UNLV fans but with more ISU fans. There are more people who traveled extreme distances to come to this game than those that only needed to drive 10 miles. I couldn't believe it. Does this team not have any fans? And if it does then why aren't these fans tailgating (ie: partying!)??? How strange.
Not to disappoint our ISU standards we set up camp and begin the drinking. Heavily. We were even drinking shit 
(aka the worst whiskey EVER). Kara even did a flabongo! 
We weren't messin' around. We finally head into the game and I will admit that UNLV does have one thing over us at ISU. They serve liquor/beer in their stadium. I've been informed this is b/c the stadium is not on school grounds and is not
owned by the university. Regardless, they should definitely have more fans if they can drink in their stadium. What is up w/ that?!?! 
We promptly order beers and find our seats. The beers go down like water. We get more beers. The beers are no longer satisfying us. We need something more. So we get mixed slushy drinks = awesomeness. These drinks were strong. They were delicious. I chugged it. 
I missed out on half the game. From what I remember we sucked through the first half, made a come back in the 3rd quarter and tied it, then went into OT and lost due to a stupid mistake. I can't recall what the mistake was, but I do remember yelling insanely at the field that we sucked. We leave the game and head back to our bus area...wasted. The grass they had there was so soft
it felt like velvet under my feet. I was running around barefoot and rolling in the grass. You'd have thought I was high on magic mushrooms or something. Nope, just incredibly, ridiculously intoxicated. The bus ride home was a blast. For some reason our drunk asses kept yelling "oompah!" Don't question it, just let it go. 
We get back to our room and I hit the bed. I say I need only 20 minutes to rest up and then I'll be ready to party. Yeah, right. Those 20 minutes turned into 3 hours when I was awoken by my hubs and friends coming back to the room for the night. Oops.
(aka the worst whiskey EVER). Kara even did a flabongo! 
We weren't messin' around. We finally head into the game and I will admit that UNLV does have one thing over us at ISU. They serve liquor/beer in their stadium. I've been informed this is b/c the stadium is not on school grounds and is not
owned by the university. Regardless, they should definitely have more fans if they can drink in their stadium. What is up w/ that?!?! 
We promptly order beers and find our seats. The beers go down like water. We get more beers. The beers are no longer satisfying us. We need something more. So we get mixed slushy drinks = awesomeness. These drinks were strong. They were delicious. I chugged it. 
I missed out on half the game. From what I remember we sucked through the first half, made a come back in the 3rd quarter and tied it, then went into OT and lost due to a stupid mistake. I can't recall what the mistake was, but I do remember yelling insanely at the field that we sucked. We leave the game and head back to our bus area...wasted. The grass they had there was so soft
it felt like velvet under my feet. I was running around barefoot and rolling in the grass. You'd have thought I was high on magic mushrooms or something. Nope, just incredibly, ridiculously intoxicated. The bus ride home was a blast. For some reason our drunk asses kept yelling "oompah!" Don't question it, just let it go. 
We get back to our room and I hit the bed. I say I need only 20 minutes to rest up and then I'll be ready to party. Yeah, right. Those 20 minutes turned into 3 hours when I was awoken by my hubs and friends coming back to the room for the night. Oops. Warning: Overconsumption can cause early passouts.
Oh well, fun was had. Extreme tailgating fun. And at least I didn't puke at the table. :)
3 comments:
I love tailgating. Looks like you had a blast.
Damn whiskey and flabongo made me pass out early too. :( Oh well, it was a blast! But dang it, you put the pic of me spilling all of my drink out of the flabongo on here. Aren't there better ones where I'm actually getting some of it in my mouth??? Oh, and notice the sweet birdie I'm giving while drinking the whiskey. Smooth.
I thought the Clowns always had to drink so much so that you could forget loss after loss after loss? :)
I kid!
I found you through SO24 and enjoy reading your blog. I'm an Iowa gal living in the big city and love to read about your glorious Midwest life. I'll hopefully be back there soon!
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