Now that the NBA
Championships are over and the Golden State Warriors won (insert team chant
here), there has been a lot of drama and sadness and other negative emotions
for those who supported the Cavs. I was
happy Stephen Curry and his team won. He
looks like a nice person; like someone who loves his mother and helps the disadvantaged.
The year before I
enrolled at Southwest Mississippi Community College in Summit, MS (Go Bears!)
their football team was ranked #6 in the nation for junior college football; in
the nation, not the state. That’s some
pretty good football playing right there.
My Freshman year,
their record was 0-9-1 and the one team we tied was Coahoma Community College,
which at the time hadn’t actually ever won a game, possibly in the history of
their school. The fans and team members
were disappointed in the season and as a member of the marching band and
Student Body President, I, too, was appropriately saddened. It wasn’t until my Sophomore year I found the
upside to losing.
As most people
know, the one game you want to win in the school year is Homecoming. It’s the most attended game of the
season. In order to do well in front of
your largest home crowd, you try to play the team with the worst record. Coming off our poor record, it began to dawn
on me as the season progressed there was something special afoot; something
magical involving tiaras and convertibles.
Football is not very
interesting to watch; poorly played football even less so. As a
dedicated trumpeter in the marching band, I attended all games and was thrilled
to notice a trend of playing multiple schools at their Homecoming games and
this meant seeing all the Homecoming Queens and their Courts. Royalty, sparkly dresses, pageantry; these
were my kind of football games. Of course the Queen-related hullabaloo was
interspersed with actual football which was fine because any time I wasn’t tooting
my own horn (literally), I occupied myself by going to the concession stand for
nachos and/or Frito Pie or talking to the dance team who loved them some Dusty,
mostly because I was funny and overweight and therefore a consistent source of
heat. These poor beautiful ladies were
always cold in their tiny sequined bodysuits.
Our record
improved to 2-8 the next year and I saw at least four Homecoming Queens including
one who was over 6’ tall at Pearl River Community College. Oddly enough the two schools we beat were the
worst team in the state (again, Coahoma) and also the State Champions (Gulf Coast). I’m unsure if Southwest has been better or
worse in the intervening years. I admit
I don’t follow football unless it’s the New Orleans Saints or Ole Miss and then
only via Facebook posts.
So, take heart
LeBron and all the other Cavs (are there other Cavs?), there is an upside to
losing. For me it was momentary glamour
in the boonies. For you it’s gazillions
of dollars, so quit crying you big baby.
And that’s all I’m
saying for now.
i think this is your best post yet. lmao.
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