Macalester Is Wonderful

Friday evening we attended the Macalester men's football match versus the Hamline Pipers. It was the first time I had seen the new artificial turf. That's right, no more grass.

Final Score
Macalester 3 - Hamline 2

"The mighty hoof of Dark Goat descended from the skies and answered our prayers. And there was much rejoicing." --Andrew "Grimace" Virden ('96), Leader of Mac Soccer Superfan Society

Grimace was at the match, inspiring future generations of superfans.

I heard few new cheers. Here are two of them:

Macalester's the besticle.
Punch them in the testicle.

Yo baby, yo baby, yo baby, yo
you gots to be a Scot or you gots to go

Here are some other good ones:

give me an S
S
give me an ampersand
ampersand
give me an M
M
what's that spell
domination

who ate all the pie
that fat bastard, that fat bastard, he ate all the pie

And of course the classic:

drink blood
smoke crack
worship satan
go mac

The fans count down to 4:20 on the scoreboard clock, which then shows graphics of balloons and streamers.

Notables in attendence...

Mr. Furious and Mrs. Happy
Tim
Paul
Derek and Kat
Ian Ritz (who imposed on the silent cheer by talking informatively about the transportation amendment)

After the game, we progressed to the Groveland Tap, where we enjoyed Summit Winter Ales. After leaving the bar, I was tempted to look in the dumpster at SuperAmerica. I didn't see any donuts but I did see a few cookies. I ripped open the garbage bag and procured an M&M cookie. Somewhere along the thought process, I decided the cookie was a frisbee and I threw it at Tim. I didn't intend to strike him directly below his left eye; however, several winter ales apparently do not tolerate inaccuracy. Sorry Tim. Hopefully you can remove the eyepatch soon. Kids, don't operate heavy machinery or throw cookies if you are under the influence of a few beers.