It’s pretty obvious to me that most of Charlottesville goes to UVA football games, but I’ve always wondered “what do you do when you decide not to go to the game?” Charlottesville’s population disappears into Scott Stadium and the town feels like some zombie town, but it’s kinda exciting to see how empty it can get. Anyway, I’m curious as to what you do when you skip UVA football!
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@1 Yes!! I can’t believe I almost forgot about that. lots of wine + sons of bill = way better than the massacre that’s gonna go down at scott stadium
football season at klockner is not to be missed!
wait,what?
save the money you would have spent on a ticket and watch the game while getting drunk at a bar
run a triathlon
Watch actual football teams compete in non-blowout games while drinking bourbon and coke.
echo wins.
Unfortunately, most of my teams aren’t playing anyone special this weekend. Alabama vs. Clemson is the most promising so far.
VT vs. ECU will be a lot closer than anyone thinks, especially with Macho Harris out.
@7 correct
Wolfpack vs. Gamecocks might be worth checking out tonight. 8PM on ESPN.
I love when there are day games because once kick-off happens, 29 completely empties out and you can get so much shit done without waiting at any lights (or in any lines at Lowes or the grocery store). Life is so much easier when 85% of what you are trying to avoid decides they should all get together and pack themselves into a giant arena for hours on end.
@11: steve spurrier can die in a rain of hellfire. Let four legged mammals of all types rip him apart.
/and I don’t even care about football
I LIKE TO SIT IN THE PARKING LOT AND PICK OVER THE CARCASSES OF ABANDONED TAILGATE PARTIES.
I think I love mc.
Let’s talk about something important…Miami plays tonight.
@14 Well what’re you so afraid of?
@16
my girlfriend, mostly.
While I will be at the game, I’ll be in a blackout stupor most likely, and hey, you can do that in the comfort of your own home
/just going because I like an excuse to get drunk in the middle of the day
Oh god, we need an excuse for that?
i stopped going to games after the stupid “no re-entry” policy went into effect. i’m sorry, but if you’re not going to let me buy overpriced booze in the stadium, at least let me go to the parking lot at halftime to get my drunk back on! the excuse that “people don’t come back in after halftime” is horseshit. if you have a team that doesn’t suck, then they’ll give us a reason to come back in. if you’re down 28 points going into the third quarter, then yeah, we’re going to stay out in the parking lot drinking and listening to/watching games that are more exciting. now i either watch the game at home or go to a bar. easy access to good food and booze is key. i’m too old to act like a first-year smuggling in a bottle of bourbon.
I’m not going anywhere that doesn’t let you drink. Me and parlie smuggled some bourbon into a b-ball game at JPJ one time and that became a hot mess.
I’ll be enjoying a beautiful day at the Chesapeake, miles away.
Lawny, I’ve been out on the Chessy for this whole week for work. Nightmare weather. I hope you have better luck on the weekend.
@22 i think it was vodka. and sprite. and also cotton candy.
we caught the t-shirt gun t-shirt and then you had a 17-some with the pep squad while i donned the mascot’s uniform and ran around shooting bottle rockets into the rafters and encouraging people to vote for george bush… again.
then they wouldn’t even let us share a jail cell, so i shacked up with the white t-shirt gang and you made a new friend in lady prison.
hey, where’d everybody go? i’m still telling my story.
@21, You are never too old for that. For example, at SS on tuedsay I was talking to the older gentleman at the bar reading a magazine and he overheard me talking about the game and asked what the alcohol policy was. I told him they dont sell alcohol so many of my friends and I bring flasks or water bottles. He was like “Awesome, then that’s what I’m doing! I’ll have to buy a coke to chase it with.” He was at least 50. I aspire to be like him when I’m old.
@25: It was bourbon. And I ended up peeing in an abandoned boxcar on Emmett.
@27 well i think it’s safe to say we all know what happens to you in soviet russia when an abandoned boxcar comes a-knockin.
i’m sorry.
@26. . .Where I come from. . smuggling liquor into the football game is 9/10ths of the reason us “southern belles” even leave the tailgate!. . .We hike up our sundresses (yes. . .we dress for football like it is the Kentucky Derby). . .grab a roll of duct tape. . .hijack a pint of whiskey from our dates. . .strap it to our thigh. . .and stroll into the stadium with a fully stocked bar under our skirts. . .The poor boys. . on the other hand. . .get patted down like they are headin’ to the federal pen. . .Lucky for them. . .we share!
This will be my first UVA game. . .I figure I’m gonna need a pint just to sit through the rat killin’! whose brilliant plan was it to schedule a game with (arguably) the most prolific college football dynasty of ALL TIME?
. . .Just sayin’!
@ Bella Blackbush being the brand of choice I assume.
@29 i discovered, i think before a UM bball game 2 years ago, that my bra holds a fifth of jack.
@29 the spacy ellipsiseseses! i’ve seen those before…
Actually we were a bit partial to Jack. . .The Irish stuff is just a bit unpatriotic. . .can’t beat Tennessee whiskey! giddy-up!
watch it on TV … or at a bar … or enjoy the traffic-free streets!
can’t beat Tennessee whiskey
Chris Allwood would probably disagree with you, but he’d never admit it.
@31 Who needs implants when you have Gentleman Jack?
I know a girl with implants, and she never has Gentleman Jack in her bra; so if you don’t have implants and do have Gentleman Jack in your bra, I give you the win.
I agree, the Irish stuff is TOTALLY unpatriotic.
Parlie…. it’s not me if that’s what you are insinuating… she didn’t get the Black Bush joke. Perhaps I should have gone for Knob Creek?
as long as it’s not Old Granddad. I just creeped myself out.
@31 I can’t remember if this has shown up here before or not, but it seems applicable.
http://www.thebeerbelly.com/winerack.asp
Way cool Tinkertoy! BTW can you get arrested for breastfeeding 20 year old frat boys?
i like to a) go shopping b) go wine-tasting c) get homework done d) combine b and c with hilarious results, but this weekend i’ll be e) running in the women’s 4-miler and then grilling all day at the woodlands. stop by and try my soon-to-be-famous meatballs!
/waiting for it
@43 i so wanted to (e), but by the time i came back registration was closed
so i will (b), maybe (d)
I didn’t even realize the game was this weekend until like a day ago. I plan on going to Barrack’s Rd and enjoy it not being busy.
@43… Good Luck in the 4 miler… why didn’t you try and get sponsors on here? Oh and if they are Woodlands meatballs, do we have to bang you to get some?
YEEEAAAH balls jokes! i love balls jokes.
no but seriously, i do what @14 does, pretty much. which is get drunk and eat other people’s trash.
this is why i can’t have other aliae, you guys. because i’m a fucking idiot.
i’m masquerading as malarkey. and also, possibly, as mister nershberry mcpositron. i’ll see myself out.
parlie my hero, though Im not exactly sure why. must be his stunning wharrgarble.
@29 an embarrassment to the sport.
I dunno who the heck Bella is, but I love her/him! In any case, the women’s 4 miler is a stellar event, except for those of us who cannot run. I know I’m a total loser in this case, but I have “issues” that cannot be overcome with running. Kudoes to those who can and “you go, girls”!
@ 44 yeah, registration fills up ridiculously quickly, which is both good and bad. but hey, if you want to come out and throw something (like a bottle of wine) at me, i won’t stop you. (psst: sign up super-early next year!)
@ 46 thanks! and, you know, while i have no problems soliciting people to sample my balls, i feel funny about asking for money on a website, even if it does go to a good cause. oh, and they’re not the woodlands meatballs, but my very own. er, my own recipe. see, this whole balls-joke-thing would work way better if i actually HAD any of the physical kind of which to speak. dammit!
and no, banging me is not required, but chances are good i won’t turn you down, unless you’re parlie.
this is a ridiculously huge event, so registration must close at some point.
/can’t believe so many incredibly-better-than-me-in-the-fit-department people are out there… pout
@48: it’s sooo cute when you try, though.
@ 53 it closes as soon as it fills up - and they increase the registration by at least 100 per year - which is usually within 2 weeks of reg. opening.
and a lot of people walk; only about 15 people treat it as an actual ‘race’, with most everyone else content to take their sweet time. i like this because it allows my fat ass to clock an 11-minute mile and not be singled out by mister photographer at the end.
i entered the race the first time and totally failed - ran two miles/walked two miles - but the second time I just volunteered to help manage traffic and had the lovely experience of walking in the last runner - who, btw, had just finished chemo and could only finish half of the “race”. I was honored.
keep tailgating, no? it’s the reason we go in the first place. i embody school spirit.
am totally tailgating before the game, i just hope i make it through the game after the tailgate…
was at Fridays and saw the marching band blow through the mall - how exciting was that?? Woo-hoo, wahoos?
@ 58: “marching band blows”
fixed that for you!
lovely day for a wine festival!
’twas a lovely day for sitting poolside with beer, wine, and meatballs. i’m sleepy, but fidgety at the same time… grrrarhgh!
yeah, the marching band does “totally blow”- the f*** out of all those horns - and i don’t see you finessing your fine instruments down the middle of the mall or at scott stadium - they sounded great friday and saturday at the stadium - in spite of the piss poor sound system…
/hey - what the heck is your pastime/avocation????
other than leaving snarky comments on a blog - way to achieve…
@ 62 i used to finesse said instruments (drums, actually, which are, um, heavy) down all manner of stadia and street here…
i was a pep bander; the year after i graduated the pep band was disbanded (for lack of a better word) and replaced by the marching band. okay, i was bitter even though i was no longer affiliated with the pep band; what rankled me was how the athletic department went about the whole change-over. of course it was natural to take it out on the newly-installed marching band, even though those poor kids did nothing to deserve it.
was what i said a cheap shot? of course, given that i was responding from emotion. sorry if i mis-rubbed you.
i’m an alumna-turned-townie-turned-grad student by avocation. 63 seems a bit harsh - i assume you write under the guise of alcoholic- or late-night-sleeplessness-fueled sarcasm, as i often do? what i spew here is what’s left over after my vital brain cells (what few of them are left) are spent on schoolwork, so… yeah. nothing overly deep here, which is why most villains feel free to ignore me.
/i buy you a drink, you buy me a drink, we call it even?
@64.
you can buy me a drink.
on the new moon.
just leave it for scoriole at a super secret spot.
/just kidding.
//i’ll still take it.
@60- did you see the music out there, too? i was trying to figure out if i could get ther and back before work. instead, just slept in.:(
///have carried many drums.
////oop! built one, too.
@65 some music. couldn’t really hear unless you abandoned the wine-tasting premise, which i refused to do. rained when sons of bill was about to come on; they said they’d wait it out; then they didn’t play at all.
UVA fans are really lame. I drove by the Corner about halfway through the 2nd quarter, and there were already large groups of people who had left the game. It takes awhile to even get to the Corner from the stadium, so they probably left 5 minutes into the game. The score was only 24-7 when I drove by. Everyone knew USC was going to win the game, but 17 points isn’t an insurmountable lead. It’s completely inexcusable to leave a game that early. What an embarrassment to the sport. UVA doesn’t deserve a football team.
oh, man - too many comments to respond to - but I’ll give it a try - 1st, yeah it was a cheap shot, but one I’m certainly guilty of, too many times, you’re forgiven, and thanks. 2nd, I am guilty of all of the above, but have a soft spot for those who put themselves out there and provide rousing entertainment to those of us who really like it and think all those drums are some kind of gutteral heartpounding siren song to battle, however pointless…3rd, I’ll buy you a drink any time… 4th, I followed the marching band all the way up the mall and enjoyed the jam at the pavillion on Friday, then stayed at the game until halftime was over, just to see the band (know a couple of high school kids who graduated this past year and are now members of the UVA band). 5th, ok, always enjoy a fifth. 6th, maybe I could be called “lame”, but those USC football players were really huge, really so far above us in skill level, I couldn’t get any cell service at the stadium and was worried about my kids at home, so, yeah, I was “lame” and left early. Considering I did see the only touchdown we made, and the final score was frickin’ 52 to 7, I flippin’ left early. Sorry. I do love me some Cavaliers… only they break my heart…
i was a pep bander
buster, you may have a few years on me, so this may not pertain to you, but when I came to U.Va., the pep band was a fucking joke. No-talent clarinet players hacking away on the tenor drums. Awful, awful, awful.
I guess back in the day they used to be fun and play with relative grace and aplomb. None of that musicality was in place when I first encountered the pep band in 2000. Goddamn noise pollution, and I was only too pleased to see them go.
@ 65 if you can get me to the moon dr. manhattan-style, the drink’s all yours. no, really.
@ 68 word on all counts. i gotcha, and yeah, find me and it’s bottoms up…
@ 69 erm, well, i was still in school in 2000 and thus still a part of the band then, but we were pretty un-good starting at around that point. no one wants to hear why or how things started to unravel, so i’ll spare you. but man, stanley, you think it was bad then? i hope you don’t run into them now. even *i* wish they’d just throw in the towel and retire with some modicum of grace, and i say that as a loyal supporter. it’s sad to see something you once loved gone so much the way of the dodo without realizing it.
/did that make sense? shit, benadryl is some powerful stuff…
//and yes, i only took one
///dave?
asgfnqi2jriuowq3…. i just wrote a comment that got deleted and i’m too brain-dead to reconstruct it.
@ 65 yes.
@ 68 double yes.
@ 69 triple yes.
in short: i owe drinks to scoriole and BP. stanley: i was still with the band in 2000 and loved it and would have fought long and hard for it had i been around during the disbandment. that said, we really didn’t sound good after my first two years (when our only actual music majors graduated) and it’s gotten worse since, to the point where i wish the kids now would just retire with some tiny shred of dignity. it’s sad to see something you once loved go the way of the dodo without realizing it.
/okay really going now
@ thread: forgive me for 70 and 71, 70 got moderated for some reason. woohoo! goodnight everybody!
70(or is it @71, now I’m really confused, not just normally confused)@68
You’re on!
/and it won’t be costing $100 either, unless serious charitable contribution is goin’ on…
//asking for a receipt - damn, retirement’s comin’ up - can you cut me a break?