i am not, by any stretch of the imagination, a sports fan. the extent of my sports knowledge ends at Mighty Ducks. not even the sequels. just the first one.
i am, however, a huge fan of hype. i love me some bandwagon. any opportunity to dress is specific colors and yell in a crowd- i'm all about that. so naturally, i love tailgating. it's like all the best part of sports without the actual sports. i get to dress up, drink and eat, chant things with strangers, and not have to watch a second of any game other than bean bag toss. (or as some of my friends call it, 'cornhole'. i refuse to call it that.)
my dear friend doug is leaving this week (today actually!) to work in nicaragua, so we decided a good ol' fashioned phillies game would be a good american send-off. we organized a group to go together and arranged to bring the appropriate supplies. it wasn't until we got there, that we realized that none of us had purchased tickets. we all assumed some other portion of the party would be going to the game, therefore validating our tailgating, but in the end, we were all too cheap to actually shell out seventeen bucks for standing room. we instead, put that money towards parking and beverages, and had a grand ol' time listening to the game in the parking lot and goofing off. eventually, everyone went into the game because most people who tailgate are actual ticketholders, but we stayed out there dancing and hanging well into the seventh inning. immense success of all parts.
i am, however, a huge fan of hype. i love me some bandwagon. any opportunity to dress is specific colors and yell in a crowd- i'm all about that. so naturally, i love tailgating. it's like all the best part of sports without the actual sports. i get to dress up, drink and eat, chant things with strangers, and not have to watch a second of any game other than bean bag toss. (or as some of my friends call it, 'cornhole'. i refuse to call it that.)
my dear friend doug is leaving this week (today actually!) to work in nicaragua, so we decided a good ol' fashioned phillies game would be a good american send-off. we organized a group to go together and arranged to bring the appropriate supplies. it wasn't until we got there, that we realized that none of us had purchased tickets. we all assumed some other portion of the party would be going to the game, therefore validating our tailgating, but in the end, we were all too cheap to actually shell out seventeen bucks for standing room. we instead, put that money towards parking and beverages, and had a grand ol' time listening to the game in the parking lot and goofing off. eventually, everyone went into the game because most people who tailgate are actual ticketholders, but we stayed out there dancing and hanging well into the seventh inning. immense success of all parts.
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