I've thrown beer cans a plenty at the TV watching our Dwags.
The most pissed I ever got at a Husky Game was 2013 Stanford. I have no idea why I was so pissed about a somewhat meaningless game. It was probably the liquor.
I've thrown beer cans a plenty at the TV watching our Dwags.
The most pissed I ever got at a Husky Game was 2013 Stanford. I have no idea why I was so pissed about a somewhat meaningless game. It was probably the liquor.
What was the big deal brah? We still hosted Game Day.
Stanford game. Get off early from work, multiple people hit me up to watch it at their place. Sister in the Pearl offers to have a bunch of 10 barrel and weed ready and I can pass out there after. Fellow alumn I know by the Rose Garden is having some people over to watch it after bar hopping a bit. Dads hit me up to watch it there.
I start crossing the I-5 bridge and get a terrible feeling. UCLA and Oregon were scrimmages. We destroyed shaw’s soul last year; they just lost to cupuog and don’t appear to be much of a threat. We had been writing them off all year.
I cancel all plans with everyone. Stop by the weed store a get some strong shit plus some strong beer. Wife’s gone for the weekend, I get home and just get soul destroyed in my den. I could feel this loss coming. The faggy nascar thing was some stony precursor.
After the first quarter, I’m just repeating to myself that we are clearly the better team over and over, despite the overall bad finish to the half.
All I remember of the second half was that shit eating fucking grin by that faggy white receiver Irwin.
Stanford game. Get off early from work, multiple people hit me up to watch it at their place. Sister in the Pearl offers to have a bunch of 10 barrel and weed ready and I can pass out there after. Fellow alumn I know by the Rose Garden is having some people over to watch it after bar hopping a bit. Dads hit me up to watch it there.
I start crossing the I-5 bridge and get a terrible feeling. UCLA and Oregon were scrimmages. We destroyed shaw’s soul last year; they just lost to cupuog and don’t appear to be much of a threat. We had been writing them off all year.
I cancel all plans with everyone. Stop by the weed store a get some strong shit plus some strong beer. Wife’s gone for the weekend, I get home and just get soul destroyed in my den. I could feel this loss coming. The faggy nascar thing was some stony precursor.
After the first quarter, I’m just repeating to myself that we are clearly the better team over and over, despite the overall bad finish to the half.
All I remember of the second half was that shit eating fucking grin by that faggy white receiver Irwin.
I've thrown beer cans a plenty at the TV watching our Dwags.
The most pissed I ever got at a Husky Game was 2013 Stanford. I have no idea why I was so pissed about a somewhat meaningless game. It was probably the liquor.
I was furious. It's total Doog speak, but we win that game and the entire season changes. The overturned Kasen catch at the end broke me. It was the classic Sark let down.
I always keep a level head about me - never do any drunk poasting or irrational statements on doog websites - not my style. Take losing and close games in my stride at all times.
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Stanford game. Get off early from work, multiple people hit me up to watch it at their place. Sister in the Pearl offers to have a bunch of 10 barrel and weed ready and I can pass out there after. Fellow alumn I know by the Rose Garden is having some people over to watch it after bar hopping a bit. Dads hit me up to watch it there.
I start crossing the I-5 bridge and get a terrible feeling. UCLA and Oregon were scrimmages. We destroyed shaw’s soul last year; they just lost to cupuog and don’t appear to be much of a threat. We had been writing them off all year.
I cancel all plans with everyone. Stop by the weed store a get some strong shit plus some strong beer. Wife’s gone for the weekend, I get home and just get soul destroyed in my den. I could feel this loss coming. The faggy nascar thing was some stony precursor.
After the first quarter, I’m just repeating to myself that we are clearly the better team over and over, despite the overall bad finish to the half.
All I remember of the second half was that shit eating fucking grin by that faggy white receiver Irwin.
Most of the sark years the results of the games didn't anger me because they were predictable