Reflections Upon a Tailgate Season

When I am 30 years old, and Rich Rodriguez has 2 or 3 National Championships tucked under his belt, I know I will look back on that one season and wish that I never had to remember it. 2008 - the worst year in our prestigious football program's history. Lucky for us, we got to witness it first hand. Fortunately, my 30 year old self won't have to try too hard to forget this season. Because of the debauchery that ensued every tailgate at 933 South State Street, I quite frankly don't remember much that happened on football saturday's this year.

Still, there are certain things I do want to remember from this year. One of the very few things I've learned in college is that the four years go by fast. It seems like only yesterday that I was a naive little freshman, unaware of the tidal wave of booze and binge drinking that was going to hit me at the crack of dawn on football saturday's. After that first saturday, tailgating quickly became the focus of my college life. Now, three years later, I only have one tailgate season left -only one more year in my life in which I have the privilege of having a perfectly good excuse for being blackout at 7 a.m. So, even though it was in fact the shittiest season of michigan football, the tailgate's will always be one of the best times of my life.

The highlights of my BOX tailgates this year (of what I remember - mostly between the hours of 5:30 a.m. and blacking out at 9 a.m.):

- Zola's curious george shirt and jorts, not caring one bit that he looked gayer than the gays.
- Ross' last tailgate. And Ross walking around aimlessly in seersucker shorts ripped all the way down the ass.
- Waking up to angry german music.
- The notiorious new tradition of watching gettysburg for hours on end.
- Pete blacking out and nearly severing his leg at the first tailgate, then proceeding to spill his blood all over my bed.
- The tailgate that we had a mattress on the ground. Great for jumping on and dancing to the Living Daylights.
- Al in the bear suit on television. A very depressed-looking bear.
- Paul's unwavering ambition: never made it to one game.
- Remembering absolutely nothing from the michigan state game. except that it was an awesome tailgate. and that we went through 6 kegs.
- Dave dancing in the street in the buzzlight costume, with disregard for all traffic.
- B-Russ actually directing traffic.
- Wisconsin man getting blue paint dumped on him. Paint of course ending up in our house.


That's all I've got for now at least. Feel free to add your own.