Epic weekend!

I apologize in advance, as this blog might be incoherent because I'm having a hard time finding the words to summarize it properly.

Let's begin with San Francisco: it.was.EPIC.  From the minute we stepped into the city in our Nevada attire (as we made a rule that only blue and silver clothing would be tolerated for the weekend, with the exception of my Jets jersey during the play off game), we were greeted with cheers and car horns honking in solidarity.  Everyone one the streets yelled "Go Pack!" to one another all weekend.  It was awesome.  Granted, there were about 25,000 Pack fans that converged on the city, but it still felt amazing to be a part of it.

For the Jets/Colts game on Saturday, we made our way to Lefty O'Doule's in Union Square.  The place was overrun by Nevada fans.  You can't tell from the picture, but aside from me and a dude in a Colts jersey, everyone was wearing Nevada clothes.  Also, aside from me and that dude, no one gave a shit about the play off game.

Perhaps I got a little too excited about my weekend of football, but I plunged head first into a couple of beers and was feeling great.  Then I had a couple more.  And a few shots.  By the end of the game, I was screaming and jumping up and down like the Jets had won the Super Bowl!  Don't forget, no one else cared about the game, so my behavior would have been inappropriate anywhere else, but surrounded by Nevadans, they were too busy screaming "When I say Wolf, you say Pack" to notice me.  Let's also make a note that I was wearing my Mangold jersey and they won.  I might be on to something with this jersey situation.

I know this will shock you, but Sunday was a little rough for me.  I had to start drinking Bloody Marys at 11am to stave off the full force hangover I could feel creeping up inside of me.  By game time, we were all a few Bloodys/beers/Four Lokos deep and ready to party.

The crowd was drunk and awesome.  If you ever get a chance to immerse yourself in a Nevada crowd, do it.  We are the most fun people you'll ever meet!  There was a streaker; there was a guy wearing an actual wolf that he'd skinned; and the field rush was intense.  I, personally, jumped off a 10 foot wall to assure that I was on the field after we won!

That's as close as I could get to the trophy ceremony.  I was too busy taking photos of me and my friends laying on the grass and trying to touch football players, which was a lot less weird than it sounds!

I don't know that anything can top that weekend of awesomeness, but I'm sure going to try.  A Jets win over the Patriots would be a happy follow-up!

GO PACK!
Blanche Sanche

Football and friends in San Francisco

This will be a weekend of football and fun for me as I follow the Nevada Wolf Pack to San Francisco's AT&T Park for the Kraft Fight Hunger Bowl!  The Pack is taking on Boston College and I have no doubt in my mind that Boston isn't prepared for what we are going to bring them.

Football wise, Colin Kaepernick is amazing.  He's a running quarterback who scored 20 rushing touchdowns in the 2010 season, in addition to the 20 passing TDs he also scored.  The only other QBs with records like that have Heisman's.  Boston's defense is no match for Kaep, especially when he has Via Tuau at his side.

Fan wise, Nevada fans are bananas.  We get inappropriately drunk and boastful.  We are fiercely excited about our boys making such a splash on the scene this year, so we get a little... oh... out of control.  We have no problem with mocking the opposing fans or the opposing team (just ask Boise State, who never wants to come back to Reno because of the treatment they received after the overtime win in November.  I took it upon myself to stroke the hair of the 20 year-old in front of me while simultaneously called him a baby in a creepy weirdo voice.  Then I offered him beer, which I still contend was a fair trade, but ultimately still very creepy on my part).  We have no problem with fighting.  We are Reno; the drinking capital of the United States.  Beware, Boston College.  You haven't met anyone like us before.

While I'm enjoying my blue and silver weekend of shenanigans, I will take a break to don my Nick Mangold jersey while the Jets are taking on the Colts for the Wild Card playoff game.*  Sure, everyone knows how lethal Peyton Manning can be in a game, but I really think the Jets are underrated in this situation.  Though Mark Sanchez was "injured" a few weeks ago, I think the Jets have been hyping up his injury so no one will expect how well he is going to play on Saturday.  When he's on his game, Sanche is fire.  And I believe he will be fire against the Colts.

You also have a Jets defense that can hold it's own against the Colts.  Revis on Reggie Wayne?  Revis will dominate that match up.  Cromartie against Garcon?  It's gonna get real ugly real quick.  It'll be the kind of football that's fun and exciting to watch, no matter which side of the ball you're on.

I feel good about this weekend.  I will be consuming copious amounts of my contraband Four Loko we amassed before it was taken off shelves, which means I'm going to get Quatro Crazy on some Boston College fans and, probably, the city of San Francisco at large.  Should I never return from this debaucherous weekend, I preemptively assure you that I went out with a bang.  25,000 Nevada fans converging on San Francisco, there are bound to be causalities and my liver is going to be one of them.

And I'm out,
Blanche Sanche

*Let it be known that every game I've worn my Mangold jersey during, the Jets have won.  I expect my baseless superstition to hold true during this game, as well.