| 05 November 2010
We all wish we could have been standing and cheering from The North Endzone on Thursday night, but alas not all of us were so lucky, but one avid reader was and what she has to say after the jump...
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Dear “Hokie Fan”-
I had to put Hokie Fan in quotations because if you were a true fan this letter would not be necessary. When you printed out your tickets and they said “North End Zone” I thought that would have been all you needed to let you know what sort of experience you were in for. Namely the drunken, rowdy, awesome free for all that is The North Endzone. However, on behalf of all true Hokie Fans I feel it is now necessary to apologize for not making this clear enough to you. I did not realize that my stepping on your seat, which all true Hokie Fans know are for standing on only anyways, and leaving a tiny bit of mud from my amazing tailgate there I would ruin the whole game for you. I do thank you for letting me know that under no uncertain terms my one less than sober misstep had ruined what turned out to be an amazing game before Enter Sandman had even played. I’m sorry that my smile never left my face and that I told you that you needed to get over yourself because you were sitting in the student section. I looked back at my ticket there was no such warning, they really need to do better with that so that “Hokie Fans” such as yourself can properly prepare for what lies ahead. Since clearly your message that my behavior was way out of line hadn’t sunk in I am so grateful that you fought your way through the crowd to yet again let me know how a little bit of mud destroyed Hokie Football for you. To avoid such a miscommunication in the future I have outlined what to expect from the North Endzone:
- Drunk people. Everywhere.
- No one in their assigned seats.
- No one sitting at all at any point during the game.
- A little bit of mud, maybe some bourbon, none of it where it’s supposed to be.
- Turkey legs and the remains thereof strewn about everywhere.
- Lots and lots of yelling, jumping, and stumbling. Football is no time for modesty.
If you are looking for a more civilized experience perhaps you can try sitting with the equally as rabid and rambunctious alumni. Or maybe next time just do yourself a favor and stay home on your couch. I can assure you there you won’t run the risk of someone like me ruining your day.
Sincerely,
WeeLee
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