the game started with a call time of seven thirty in the morning, starting with a donut breakfast until eight, rehearsal until nine thirty, some downtime, lunch at twelve fifteen, sproul photos at one forty-five, march up soon following, and then the game at three thirty.
after the fourth quarter, the score was tied, twenty-four all, california and u$c.
first overtime: i was crapping my pants since the first field goal was blocked. luckily, we intercepted, and pretty much made them a run for their copious amounts of money, those bitches.
second overtime: move to the north endzone. both teams get touchdowns. the fist thing running through our heads once u$c scores: FUCK.
third overtime: u$c attempts a field goal, but no dice. the cal student section was the loudest i have ever heard it, even louder than the ucla game or even the stanfurd game of last year. the alumni were all standing up, all of the u$c rooting section was up on their feet anticipating what was going to happen.
then they kicked their field goal attempt, and got nothing.
then it was our turn.
first down, nothing. the team was a little lackluster giving the ball to adimchinobe echimandu and gaining five yards. come second down, we gained a yard from echimandu's run, forcing us to put our special teams in.
and then, in the most glorious victory i have ever seen the california football team ever pull off, tyler fredrickson kicks the most perfect arc through the south goalposts, and we beat the university of southern california, thirty-four to thirty-one.
i was ecstatic. i still am ecstatic. and i have a good feeling that i will be more than a bit on the upside until a few days from now. i mean, who else can say that we beat the number three team in the nation? and sure, we're not ranked, but we're not paying fifty thousand a year for a top-notch education -- i mean, we are the number one public university in the nation, take that, assholes -- we get by with our own merit, with our own paltry funds, with our own awesome heart and determimntation to undermine the most ridiculous and unnecessary display of cockiness this universe has ever seen.
who calls their band the "greatest band in the history of the universe? not us.
who thinks their football team is the most amazing gift from god? not us.
who knows that their football program is at most, mediocre, until they realize legacies don't work? not us.
who believes that they are the best people in the world because of all the money they have? definitely not us.
u$c does. three times the money, one-third the education. and don't even try to come back with "you get what you pay for," because really, who's to say that your school has any merit. (it doesn't.) there's a lot of talk and a lot of shit going around, but in the end, you have nothing to deliver. maybe like a "reputation," but ask any other school out there and they'll surely say that you guys are assholes.
who wants that reputation, to be known as assholes? not us.
u$c does.
boys and girls, i am floating on cloud nine.
we won, and u$c didn't. we broke their eleven-game win streak that started with us last year (let's say that it's revenge). they deserved to lose. and no, i'm not biased, since they probably have no opinion about things that matter, anywhere from prop fifty-four to the entire governorship to the situation of troops in the iraqi line.
goes to show what happens when you end up going to school smack in the middle of south central.
to all of my u$c consorts: sorry you sucked this weekend, but...
you deserved it. i still love you, but you did.
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