I love that my best friend has a blog. She's been blogging since 2003. Did you know that? I think she might have invented blogs she has been blogging for so long. She had a blog before there was internet I think. She just used paper airplanes to get her message across.
Anyways.
Most of you know we've been friends for quite some time. Since 1998, to be exact. We're coming up on our 10 year anniversary this September (sweet fucking lord!) and in honor of that I am going to share one of my fondest memories of her, also starring yours truly.
I love college football. Perhaps my love of my Hawkeyes started way back when the first time I saw Tim Dwight return a punt for a touchdown, or maybe when one of my friends started screwing someone on the football team (both will remain nameless (no, it's not Gatesy)). Either way, I love everything about it.
One of the things I miss most though is tailgating. Sure, I can go to a bar here and order a cold one and enjoy the game, but there's just something special about being in Iowa City outside Kinnick Stadium in the fall.
Then there are the turkey legs.
There is some dude outside the stadium for every home game that sells giant turkey legs. I mean HUGE. Our senior year Homecoming (I think we were playing Michigan State), Megan and my other friends and I decided it would be a good idea to go tailgating for the game. My friend drove her '88 Cutlass Sierra (recognize!) and we danced on the roof to Soul Decision or some shit like that so hard we dented it. That's just how us Hawkeyes roll.
Maybe it was the booze, or maybe the football, or maybe my strong desire to put any kind of bone in my mouth, but I overcame my aversion to meat on the bone and bought a turkey leg. I took two bites out of the thing, realized that I hate eating meat off the bone (that's what she said?) and thought of the fastest way I could rid myself of this turkey leg.
Then she appeared in my site. My Gatesy girl. I knew what I had to do. She was standing about 15 feet from me when I took aim. I wound up and released the turkey leg at an astronomical speed and it smacked her right in the head. Bullseye.
I initially didn't own up to throwing it, but my maniacal laughter soon gave me away. The story have evolved into the stuff of legends. What started out as a simple stun from a turkey leg has turned into me launching a full turkey covered in bbq sauce so hard that it knocks her back in her chair, only to stand up with a face covered in sauce.
And to you, my sweet girl, I dedicate this song. I love you.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
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She don't eat meat but she sure likes the bone.
I've done many things at tailgates (none of which I'm ashamed of), but I've never done anything so depraved as that.
Seriously, who throws a turkey leg at a compadre?
IT WAS THE BOOZE.
To this day, there have been people I don't even know come up to me and say, "Dude, weren't you the chick who got hit in the head with a tyrannosaurus rex leg covered in BBQ sauce at the Hawks tailgate in 1999?"
1) It was like a hot wing.
2) It BARELY grazed my shoulder.
3) I didn't even stop dancing. I believe the song was "Must Be The Money" by Nelly.
There are no pictures of the actual incident, therefore no proof that it happened. I rest my case (knowing full well any argumentation is futile).
I love you , Meggie.
How can it be a hot wing when they're called BIG ASS TURKEY LEGS?!
I rest MY case.
I love turkey legs, but also hate eating meat off a bone. It's more like a fear. And Soul Decision? YES!!!
They tailgate for that Godawful team? That is the most amazing part of that post!
felicia-
I hate chewing on veins and ligaments.
HIGH 5 TO THE SOUL DECISION!
mr w-
burn in hell, k?
Given the content, I thought you might get a kick out of these links (if they've somehow eluded you up until this point):
http://www.tailgatermonthly.com/funstuff/schools.html
and
http://www.uncoached.com/2008/06/03/the-top-ten-tailgating-schools-in-the-nation-represented-by-picture/
Once again, and not surprisingly, if it's not political primaries, no one outside of Iowa gives a shit about Iowa.
I found your blog through Sleep Dirt. And now I read about you and your friend's 10 yr anniversary. Me and my best friend are about to celebrate ours as well in October. So congrats!!!!!!!!
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