LOL at the Baylor vs. TCU game

This Thanksgiving I decided to stay at TCU rather than go home to my warm, 70 degree weather of Southern California. Although I gave up a large meal with deserts aplenty for some pizza and sliders from 7-11, it was worth it to see our Horned Frogs beat some Bears in double overtime. The week started with my friend from home and my friend who is currently serving for the Air Force and stationed two hours (roughly) away joining me for this great occasion. As they arrived I introduced them to my roommates and friends and the weekend began.

Ill skip forward to the day of the big game, the day where we began to laugh unbelievably. The day began with the three of us waking up rather early because my friend is accustomed to waking up around 5 for the Air Force. The weather outside was not bad—sprinkling at best. After an eventful morning of videogames ranging from Fallout 4 to Uncharted: The Nathan Drake Collection, we walked to Einstein’s Bagels. Until now I Have boycotted Einstein’s because of their removal of the Sun Dried Tomato Schmear. I kid you not, I asked the server to try every type of schmear. The only one I could bare was the salmon schmear and it was mediocre at best. However we stayed because my friend from the Air Force loved it last time, when the schmear was actually being sold there. After we ate we began to walk back to my dorm and it hit, the rain.

Until this point we tricked ourselves into believing that the rain would somehow miss and at the game there would be nothing but clouds. Sadly the rain only picked up as the day continued. The Baylor vs. TCU game came and one of my friends decided to stay home because of the absolutely terrible weather. For some reason my roommates and one of my friends thought it would be a great idea to arrive at the game two hours early to guarantee a great seat. Two hours later, the game is postponed and my clothes are beyond wet. At that point I thought, “How could it get any worse?” I was mistaken. As the game started It rained harder and harder and then finally I began to lose feeling in my body. The entire fourth quarter I was telling myself please no overtime. However, overtime came and my hips were at the point of breaking—a tad hyperbolistic. However we stopped Baylor in the second overtime and then it started, the running to rush the field.

In my head I was already registering how painful it was just to move. However, as my friend and I began running down my hips began to freeze as if I was an 80 year old man. I get to the wall and I can’t do it. I physically cannot get my legs high enough to hop the fence. My friend and I begin hysterically laughing as the thought of hopping a barrier around my bellybutton should have provided no challenge. People began complaining but we couldn’t help but laugh. Eventually after people started swarming around us we began using our arms to physically push my legs up. We couldn’t help but realize what we were actually doing and laughed more. Eventually I made it over and I began waddling around the field in euphoria. However the laughing did not subside until I got off the field, well struggled to climb the steps and had to use the rail.

Although the laughter was very inconvenient, it made my memory of that Baylor vs. TCU Football Game even better. My friend and I will never forget my hobbling and the disbelief we had when I physically could not get my own leg over the barrier. I have received texts almost every day about that incident and honestly, I doubt they will end anytime soon.