(I know I'm late, VERY hectic weekend-M)
2006-Second year of Petco
#2 Ranked and National Tittle game bound USC-9
Unranked and underdog UCLA-13
GIVE ME MY MONEY!
(I had a Trojan boss)
BEAT SC.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
They Should Make This Movie
1992-Fourth grade. This years version had the 15th ranked trojies against a unknown walk on quarterback in only his third start going for the good guys. A year ago John Barnes was sneaking into the student section to watch the game. Now he was under center with a front row seat to the action. UCLA was at .500 and a win would guarantee a winning season. I had the opportunity to go but unfortunately had to cancel.It would be the first of many times I would miss Bruin games due to my sister. But to be quite honest I didn't really expect much that game. I mean, I knew we would win but, damn like this.
John Barnes not only did well, but he left a mark on this series that will never be forgotten. All he did was go 16-28 for 384 and have touchdown passes of 29, 57, and 90 yards. The 90 yarder was the one for which he'll especially be remembered for. After coming back from a 14 point deficit to start the fourth quarter, the Bruins were at their own ten with about 2 minutes to go. Barnes drops back to pass and hits J.J. Stokes for 90 yards and puts a dagger into the trojan hearts. Improbable. I should have been there but thanks again to my little sister, the memory I have of this game is watching it with pops on Prime Ticket. A fine one nonetheless, but I should of been there. I have since forgiven her. She knows she owes me a memorable sports moment and has agreed to never wear cardinal and gold. I guess I'll take what I can get.
BEAT SC.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Oh, Now I Understand
1990-Second grade. I had been to other games in the past. I actually believe my first game was in the 88 season. (I'll have to check with pops on that one) Anyways, I was more than stoked to see my first rivalry game. It would be the proverbial duel of the quarterbacks: Tommy Maddox for the good guys and Todd Marinovich for the hated ones. The game was memorable due to the fact that it was a high scoring affair with sc winning on a touchdown (that still shouldn't count) 45-42.
The high point for me came before the start of the game. This was the game that I received my very first piece of anti-sc gear. It was a huge button that both Joe Bruin slamming tommy trojan into a trash can and around all this were the words "TRASH THE TROJANS!!" Pretty tame (compared to the FUSC shirt I now own) but when I was first given this I was blown away. I never knew that two schools could have so much hate for each other let alone understand why my pops and uncle would send each other x-mas cards consoling the loser of the game. It was right there in front of me.
BEAT SC.
The high point for me came before the start of the game. This was the game that I received my very first piece of anti-sc gear. It was a huge button that both Joe Bruin slamming tommy trojan into a trash can and around all this were the words "TRASH THE TROJANS!!" Pretty tame (compared to the FUSC shirt I now own) but when I was first given this I was blown away. I never knew that two schools could have so much hate for each other let alone understand why my pops and uncle would send each other x-mas cards consoling the loser of the game. It was right there in front of me.
BEAT SC.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Beat sc of Course But Since it Was '98, Beat Miami
1998-Sophomore in high school. I had recently transferred schools over my refusal to adhere to uniform policy. Looking back on it I think it was because I was going through my Punk rock phase and I was tired of wearing uniforms to school for the previous ten years. Anyways I had kept in touch with a few people and one of them was a huge sc fan. We would debate everything concerning the rivalry. During the week he approached me about going to the game at the Rose Bowl. Neither of us had tickets so we decided to be hard core and bus it up there and buy tickets from scalpers. Pops kind of got mad that I went with a trojie, but after he revealed he was only messing I was off.
As we entered the Arroyo Secco, it was a scene. Half blue and half red littered the landscape. We decided to walk around and take it all in before breaking the law and obtaining tickets. Realizing that neither one of us would be caught dead at our opponents tailgate we split up. Now I really don't remember what he did but, my fellow Bruins and I partied mightily before the game. We were ranked in number one in this new thing called the BCS and if we won the next two games we would play for the national championship. Now the mere thought of UCLA winning it all in football was enough to drink but to actually be alive to witness it happen was unthinkable.
Two more was all we needed.
So after an hour of partying it up in our respective fan bases we met near the famous sign and picked up some tickets from what appeared to be an sc alum. After jokingly voicing my mistrust in him (even though I really meant it, he was just too stupid to realize it) we entered the stadium. If I remember correctly ( damn alcohol consumption) it was sort of back and forth for the two quarters. Towards the end of the half we recognized some people who had also purchased tickets from the same scumbag that we did. As they were trying to get to their seats some other people had come with tickets for the same location that they had. As the usher was coming to resolve this I noticed that the people we had recognized had shifted their attention to us. After 15 mins of evading Rose Bowl security we decided to split to the south end zone which happened to be full of red. Now this was going to end with me either being verbally assaulted to the point of tears or me running my mouth to epic proportions.
One more was all we needed.
We ended up winning 34-17. I decided to split up again to party it up with the student section. The celebration culminated with cheerleaders bring out a yell horn that hadn't been used since our championship season of 1954. For that one day we were on top of the world. We had not only beaten the scum from across town but, at that point we had done it eight straight years, the longest streak in the history of this storied rivalry, and we were on our way to claiming college football's top prize. All we needed was to beat Miami next weekend in a make up game that was reschedlued due to Hurricane Georges. No matter. We had the nation's longest winning streak. Nothing could stop us now.
49-45 Miami.
BEAT SC.
As we entered the Arroyo Secco, it was a scene. Half blue and half red littered the landscape. We decided to walk around and take it all in before breaking the law and obtaining tickets. Realizing that neither one of us would be caught dead at our opponents tailgate we split up. Now I really don't remember what he did but, my fellow Bruins and I partied mightily before the game. We were ranked in number one in this new thing called the BCS and if we won the next two games we would play for the national championship. Now the mere thought of UCLA winning it all in football was enough to drink but to actually be alive to witness it happen was unthinkable.
Two more was all we needed.
So after an hour of partying it up in our respective fan bases we met near the famous sign and picked up some tickets from what appeared to be an sc alum. After jokingly voicing my mistrust in him (even though I really meant it, he was just too stupid to realize it) we entered the stadium. If I remember correctly ( damn alcohol consumption) it was sort of back and forth for the two quarters. Towards the end of the half we recognized some people who had also purchased tickets from the same scumbag that we did. As they were trying to get to their seats some other people had come with tickets for the same location that they had. As the usher was coming to resolve this I noticed that the people we had recognized had shifted their attention to us. After 15 mins of evading Rose Bowl security we decided to split to the south end zone which happened to be full of red. Now this was going to end with me either being verbally assaulted to the point of tears or me running my mouth to epic proportions.
One more was all we needed.
We ended up winning 34-17. I decided to split up again to party it up with the student section. The celebration culminated with cheerleaders bring out a yell horn that hadn't been used since our championship season of 1954. For that one day we were on top of the world. We had not only beaten the scum from across town but, at that point we had done it eight straight years, the longest streak in the history of this storied rivalry, and we were on our way to claiming college football's top prize. All we needed was to beat Miami next weekend in a make up game that was reschedlued due to Hurricane Georges. No matter. We had the nation's longest winning streak. Nothing could stop us now.
49-45 Miami.
BEAT SC.
Monday, December 1, 2008
It's That Time Again
SC.
I hate those two letters. I hate Cardinal and Gold. I hate almost everything and anything remotely associated with that cesspool. (the only exception being George Lucas) Especially around this time because it's rivalry week. So for the next five days I will be recounting the five most memorable games I have seen since I've been in existence. I will try to be unbiased but I won't make any promises. I mean rumor has it God was a Bruin...he made the sky blue and the sun yellow.
GO BRUINS. BEAT SC!!
I hate those two letters. I hate Cardinal and Gold. I hate almost everything and anything remotely associated with that cesspool. (the only exception being George Lucas) Especially around this time because it's rivalry week. So for the next five days I will be recounting the five most memorable games I have seen since I've been in existence. I will try to be unbiased but I won't make any promises. I mean rumor has it God was a Bruin...he made the sky blue and the sun yellow.
GO BRUINS. BEAT SC!!
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