It's Time to Get Loud! It's Time to Represent!

[McGoddess09]

Here's a bit of back story before I go into the main one: My school (for lack of beter words) sucks at all sports. In 2001, we won State for football, but that's about it. This year, our boys Varsity basketball team has been doing really well. We were 18-1.

Last night was the game to determine between us and another school who was number one in conference. I paid three dollars to get on the fan bus.

When we got there, our fan side was about 1/16th the size of the home team's fan side. Yet, we twenty students were louder than all of them. Our JV team lost, but we still gave them a good cheer.

The Varsity game was intense. At half time, we were down by 20 points. The other team was taunting us,mocking us, and even using a giant whiteboard. We didn't let it get to us. We simply cheered for our boys.

We finally caught up and then overshot them. We got louder and louder. Their principal watched us like a hawk and even pulled some of us to the side,telling us not to taunt the other team's fans. We were just being loud, being good natured. When they did some stupid chant, we came right back. It was all in good fun.

We won the game by TEN POINTS. We went from being down by TWENTY points at half time to winning by TEN.

Needless to say, we were excited. We were proud of our boys. In the hallway, everytime one of our players,cheerleaders,coaches, or even just a fan came by, we cheered. We chanted "(School name) what time is it?!" "IT'S TIME TO GET LOUD! IT'S TIME TO REPRESENT!"

Good mood until we get onto the bus. Our teacher noticed glass on her coat and on some seats. She found a hole in the window.

Someone threw something at our fan bus window. We think it may have been a bb gun because we couldn't find anything like a rock, plus it would have taken ALOT to break through the window.

We could take their taunting and their mocking because we backed our stuff up by having our boys win. We defended our players to the bitter end. The other team took it way too far.

I was kinda upset about that. I texted Plaidman to see if he could call me. And he did. I talked to him about everything,especially the window thing. What if we had been on the bus when it happened? My seat was right behind the window that was broken. It didn't damper our mood that much. It made us even more riled up than we already were.

Poor Plaidman,though. He had to listen to our loudness on the bus. :lol:

HEY MCGODDESS'S SCHOOL! WHAT'S YOUR NUMBER?

NUMBER ONE! NUMBER ONE! WE ARE NUMBER ONE!

Casualty count:
1 bus window
McGoddess's voice

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

Reminds me of my high school days, when our basketball team was actually good. (It isn't so much now).

It was my senior year and they were playing the only team that beat them that year, up until the state tournament. We won by 10 or so. The game was at our fieldhouse. It was CRAZY.

And then after the game kids from the other school started picking fights with our kids. One guy even had a gun pulled on him, or so I heard. Thankfully I didn't get involved in all that.

The year before, we also made the state tournament and lost to a school from inner-city Milwaukee. Some of their fans decided to climb up into our fan bus and try to stir up trouble.

[RootedPhoenix]

I hope no one got hurt! :( Good grief, people are crazy. Glad you guys won, though. :D *happy dance*

[Jester]

This reminds me of an ASU game years ago that I attended while living in the dorms.

Quick geography lesson: I lived in the southernmost dorm on campus. Sun Devil Stadium is at the northernmost point of the campus. About 3/4 mile from one to the other. I might be overestimating. It is definitely over half a mile though. Keep this in mind.

So, we were playing the Oregon State Beavers in football. And a whole slew of us from the dorms walked from our dorm to the Stadium, as we often did. And we were Ready!

Unfortunately, the team didn't appear ready, as OSU jumped out to a 21-point lead. At half time, about half our crew left dejectedly for the walk back across campus to the dorm. I stayed with many other diehards.

As I said, the Devils were down by 21 at the half. The Devils won the game, crawling slowly back into it and besting the Beavers. And when ASU got the go-ahead score, we went.....ballistic.

Basically, those who went back to the dorms and were watching on tv heard the announcers say, "There's something going on in the student section, but we aren't quite sure what." What it LOOKED like on tv was a giant swarm of locusts over the student section. What actually happened was, after the go-ahead score happened, we all went crazy, and started hurling those large plastic souvenir cups into the air, constantly. Ours, those left behind, the ones falling from the sky.....any and all cups. To the point where there was literally a giant cloud of cups permanently hovering above the student section. I can only imagine how bizarre it looked on tv.

Needless to say, we were pumped UP. And we charged out of the stadium, ringing the bell out front loudly and often. And whooping and hollering and going nuts. All. The. Way. Across. Campus.

And we were STILL going nuts when we got back to the dorm, on the far side of campus. And we started YELLING at those who had left at halftime. "YOU have no faith! You have to BELIEVE! You can't ABANDON your team at halftime! YOU SUCK!" Etc., etc., etc. And the abused ones could muster no more than a shameful expression and a hangdog look, as they realized that, quite honestly, we were right.

THAT was a day for college sports, my friend. :cool:

And one more thing.

GO DEVILS! :devil: