Thank God Middle Tennessee won (a slight understatement, I know, we slaughtered Mid Tenn at 52-7) because the story that I'm about to tell you about today's happenings would totally not be worth it had we lost the game!
So, I had to get up early today because there was a meeting for us, bloggers. The meeting was at 10:30 at the Thomas Cooper Library, but before then, I did some homework first and grabbed breakfast. I met up with the other bloggers and Morgan, and we talked about how we should be blogging on this thing. Anyways, the meeting ended around 11:50, which meant that the kick-off was in 40 minutes and I was about 234,580,935 miles away from the William Brice Stadium. I ran as fast as I could back to Maxcy to drop off some things and get my roommate, Megan. Finally, at about 12:05, Megan and I were en route to the game...
We didn't really know how to get to the stadium because we have taken the bus the past two other games we've been to, but we didn't make it this time. There is usually a shuttle bus that takes students to the game about an hour prior to kick-off. We checked a map before we left the dorm and figured that we would take Sumter Street all the way down until it got to this area that is all gray on the map (gray because it is no longer part of the USC campus). We just thought that once we got to that gray area that we would just cut through buildings and such.
In case you didn't know, the USC area is not really flat... NOT REALLY FLAT! So, off my roommate and I were, trying to make the game. We made it to Blatt in 10 minutes, which usually would take about 15-17 minutes. (Yes, the minutes do make the difference.) We were jogging down Sumter Street, which doesn't sound too bad until we realized that a hill was up ahead. We tried to jog up the hill, but that was not a great idea at all. (We should have stretched before the trip... my calves were killing me!!!) We thought it was bad--running down and up the hills--then we reached the end of Sumter Street. We soon found ourselves in this sketchy part of town. One of the houses had signs all over the garden that read, "NO TRESSPASSING. BEWARE." Megan and I could only think of jogging faster to get out of the area... we really wanted to get to the game.. ALIVE! Eventually, we made it to an area with buildings and found Habitat for Humanity. We figured that we were in a better part of town until we made a turn around the building and found ourselves in tall grass. We thought, "What the heck!" We've already made it through the sketchy neighborhood that walking through grass and weeds should be a piece of cake. So, we made the turn through the grass and then another surprise! We were startled by this old guy on a lawn chair with a bottle of Bud in hand and a case sitting next to him. Megan and I got scared and decided to walk... jog.. yes, JOG! We jogged away from the scary old man and then found ourselves stuck in this thing because a fence wrapped around the entire area. We had to backtrack and FINALLY found William Brice... It only took us 40 minutes to get there... had to be some record though.
So, we're finally at the game, and we're trying to find some seats. On our way up to the bleachers, this guy pushes his friend, and just guess who was there to "catch" the guy?!? As a poor bystander, I found myself flat on my butt on a bleacher with a guy twice my size on me. The excitement just does not end...
Finally... FINALLY, we're settled and such. I'd go over the amazing plays we had during the game and all, but I'm not really football-lingo-savvy. I'll just say... THANK GOD WE FINALLY WON... and THANK GOD FOR 52-7 VICTORY!
The game ended about 3:30, and Megan and I decided that we would try to make it to Bates for lunch by 4. I'll explain this more later, but to enjoy your "lunch meal plan" you have to redeem it within the time frame of 11AM and 4PM. We didn't want to waste our meal plan, and the closest place was Bates. Too bad that "closest" did not mean close at all! We soon found ourselves on another trek--I felt like G.I. Jane. Dodging cars as we crossed streets and running up hills through Bull Street, we finally made it to Bates at 3:58... two minutes to spare to get to the diner... DOORS CLOSED! Bates closes on Saturdays after 1PM and does not open until 5PM. There went a meal plan and 28 minutes of running and jogging and power-walking.
Finally, Megan and I regrouped and got ourselves together. To cap out today's strenuous adventure, we decided that we needed to treat ourselves to some great comfort sweets. We went across the street from Bates and headed to this Italian restaurant DiPrato's for some awesome canolis, great tiramisus, and CUTE servers.
The last leg of our trek back to Maxcy was still 25 more minutes, but with canolis and tiramisu in tow and the vision of the dreamy server in our minds... we knew that we would be just fine, and we would make it alive back to our dorm.
Yes, today was very TIRESOME.. but it would definitely have to go down in the books as one of 'em great crazy adventures!
Here's to more crazy fun.. Catch y'all on the flipside, future Gamecocks!