College Football is Here. Like it or Not.

Matt and I got to take a much needed date night and drove to Raleigh, NC last night to watch our beloved Gamecock's take on NC State last night in the very first college football game in ALL of college football.


Can you tell that we are little excited?
Matt is so fired up he doesn't want to stop for the camera.
And I can't stop my eyes from making crazy-wide-open-eyes face. Yay for pictures.



Here is Matt Williams attempting to tell my Big Man how the Gamecocks are going to go down. Ummm. It was a close game. But not that close.



The student section declared a "White-Out" for the game. Which is novel. Except that is what you use to erase mistakes. Is this this game? Or last season? Tough call.


Gamecocks scored a touchdown after their player fumbled on his first carry in two years after he battled injuries. You had to feel for the guy. Almost.



At least we were on the side of the field that we could see the flag waving. It held our Spirit's up as we saw Garnet and Black in a sea of Red and White.

The Williams were great hosts and we got to see a bunch of our high school friends who have now transitioned into "College Friends" and college friends who have now transitioned into "FRIENDS".
Well, at least once the game was over.

College Soccer Summed Up In 4 Minutes

Last night I was watching The Biggest Loser on NBC.
There was a scene with one of the trainers in the gym and one of the contestants on the show who has been giving him a hard time. She hasn't been particularly motivated to work as hard as the others and it has been challenging to watch to see how he and the others on the show deal with her.

This scene was INCREDIBLY insightful to me as the scene unfolded I found myself hiding behind the collar on my shirt, then the pillow on the couch. As the scene went on and on, I found myself get hotter and hotter because I realized that I saw this scene on a daily basis between my coach, our weight trainer, our assistant coaches or some other support staff and someone (somedays, it might have even been ME) on my team; while the rest of the team had to stand by and watch them just yell at this person who was unrepentant and unwilling to just let go and do WHATEVER it was that the coach was trying to get them to do.

Here is the scene:


What is most frustrating about this scene? Is that Joelle could of course do it. That in the end, Bob pissed her enough that she got over herself and did what he asked. She had to swallow her pride and do it. Her teammates were yelling at her to "stop thinking of herself and think of others." Ugh. I can not tell you of the mornings that we had to run on the track because some freshman ducked out of study hall 15 minutes early and so we had to 15 400's for those 15 minutes.

And, I can almost hear the words coming out of my mouth as I was diving across the line while they watched us run FOR THEM..."STOP BEING SELFISH!!!!"

Oh those were the days.
Also, it is a lot easier to make myself run these days because I don't have someone standing in front of me YELLING AT ME THE WHOLE TIME.