Tomorrow afternoon I am attending my first Badger football game since the fall of my senior year of college, back in 2002. I realize this is pathetic, especially since I've been living in Madison the past two and-a-half years. I have no good excuse. This year I conveniently live just blocks from the stadium, and although I catch some of the excitement and traffic every weekend, there's nothing like actually being at Camp Randall during a game. The student section is like nothing I've ever experienced. The students are nuts. Jump Around. "O sucks, O Sucks". Varsity. I love it all. I was once one of those drunks, but now I'm a boring adult who has tickets in one of those lame "we sit down for the game" sections. I'm still excited though. At least I can watch the students from afar and live vicariously through them. And you can rest assured that I will jump around by myself.
Tomorrow the Badgers play the Spartans from Michigan State. Game time is 2:30 p.m. It should be a perfect fall day. We'll be out on Regent Street pretty early tailgating, drinking, and grilling up a storm. I'm excited because some of my friends that I played with on the water polo team at Wisconsin are coming into town for the game. One of my closest friends from college, Marisa, who I seriously have not seen since graduation, is coming in from San Francisco. I am so excited to see her and to catch up with those girls. It should be a great weekend.
Joke from Karen:
Q: How do you keep a spartan out of your yard?
A: Put up a goalpost.
He he. On Wisconsin.