The Daily Biff

The Daily Biff: First Edition. 

What are you looking at buttheaddd?

So I have a question for you, Beau. Do you remember when it was fun sitting on the first row at the Carter? Probably not. Starting with the BYU game my Freshman year, us "fraternity and sorority" folk began sitting on the first row. 

It was a blast and of course like any true American or Texas troubadour, we'd tailgate before. Does that mean we were a little buzzed going into the game? Probably. But it's the cheap taste of Keystone that gets me all tingly on game days. Like PB&J, drinking goes hand in hand with football. Especially if you're 19-22 years old.  

The biggest problem is not these "Greeks" you speak of, but the Hyper Frogs and other clowns who invade the student section and judge others for partaking in these "adult" activities. It's not even about fraternities or sororities but more so anyone who wants to have a few drinks before the game and have to feel the wrath of your ignorant judgement. 

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Being completely honest and fair, the majority of the douchebags I've encountered in the student section have been these spirited and sober Hyper Frogs. I remember when we used to get to the front row and hear the snickers and complaints from this hyper bunch. I'd hear things like "these are our rows" or "Oh God, here come the drunk assholes". First of all, it's open seating so you're not entitled to shit. For the latter statement however, I don't have much of an argument. 

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But should I? It was these drunk assholes who got into the heads of Jordan Wynn and DeVonte Christopher against Utah in 2009. By the way, DeVonte Christopher was in tears at one point. It's these drunk assholes that actually travel to BCS games and represent our Frogs when they need us most. Not watching it from the comfort of their own home during Christmas break with a Cheeto stained Wii controller next to them. 

By the way, I've never seen/heard of a glass bottle thrown, mostly empty water bottles and smashed up aluminum cans. And no one's trying hit players, but more so expressing their disdain for the many bad calls we've been fucked by this year. And yes, this should probably be a "no no". But believe me, Beau---we are truly sorry for any liquid that may have grazed your immaculate and virtuous row. Don't worry though, the sins of alcohol only melt a little of your skin away.  

Maybe I shouldn't have my middle finger out most of the game and maybe I should use my plentiful synonyms for vagina less often. But what do these adults expect when they come to an open seating student section? But even some of these "grandparents" are more tolerant and cooler than you are. I (shamefully) yelled "cunt" at the top of my lungs at the Iowa State game and all these sweet and innocent Betty White looking grandmothers did was laugh. If someone who voted for fucking Dwight Eisenhower can see a little humor and fun in these situations, why can't you? 

Frogs muthfucka 

Do you also think sneaking in booze is a new thing? You used to be able to bring a plentiful amount of booze in, smoke your Parliaments and root on your Frogs. It's still easier to sneak booze in the Carter than to swipe a cookie from an 8 year old fat kid. People would sneak kegs in if they found pants big enough. But, hey that's what we assholes do. I'm also sorry you didn't like the "Fuck that Bird" from the Iowa State chant either. 

But here's the bottom line, Beau. You may not like what we do, but at least try to understand it. Game days are a way of life. Getting loaded is but a small fraction of the experience. It's spending time with your best friends, chasing (and getting rejected by) various women, grilling,  and rooting for your favorite fucking team in the world. Sprinkle a little alcohol on that and you have the perfect Saturday. 

To quote you (if I may), you said "Hopefully, we will still have fans who want to sit in the front ten rows next home game."....

I don't think you have to worry about that, Beau. If you guys can't fill that void, I know plenty of drunk assholes who can and will.