What to do when the rain rains on your parade?
Saturday game days are one of our favorite holidays in the Swamp. We’re decked out in lifeblood colors screaming, “It’s great to be a Florida Gator” among a sea of intoxicated humans. It’s the first game of the season. Everyone is anxiously waiting for kickoff because this game could be an indication of how the rest of the season will go.
We’re sweaty and maybe a hangover is starting to kick in, but we can’t imagine being anywhere else on a day like this. All is going pretty awesome until a fucking storm rolls in to ruin your day and, more importantly, your buzz.
So, now what?
I would like to think I’m a Gator fan, rain or shine, but I’m not about to let my mascara run down my face. I’m not ready to look like a ratchet mess, at least not just yet. A wave of anxiety hits me — Will I be accused of not being a true fan if I leave? Stupid, right? But when the alcohol is puppeteering my mind, I just roll with it. It knows what it’s doing. Sort of. So, after two minutes, I run toward the exit of the stadium. Clearly, my stubbornness of not wanting to re-do my makeup was stronger than my will to wait out the rain.
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As you’ve heard, the game was set back almost three hours. We Gators were not ready to wind down at 7 p.m., but some of us (me) couldn’t handle the rain. Since umbrellas are prohibited in the stadium, I was forced to leave by nature.
When nature decides to piss all over your game day happiness, you have a few choices to make:
You could stay and continuously scream “Driskel” and other Florida slogans, like the bros behind me. That could reinforce your status as a true fan. Or you could head over to midtown and get more drunk – what you were planning to do after the game, anyway. Weather is a make-or-break factor for any outdoor event. Be prepared for the worse.
Your backup game day plans:
If you have a tent, use the shit out of it. You don’t have to pack up and leave your prized tailgating spot just because the game is starting. You’ll want to return to your spot to keep the party going. Come hell or high water, you’ll still be throwing a few back for your gators.
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Don’t have a tent? Pick a designated house to watch the game. That way when everyone is wasted and losing their friends left and right in the crowds, they will have a safe haven to stumble their way back to. What’s more exciting than getting reunited with your lost drunk friends? Nothing.
No house, no tent? Midtown will always welcome you if you have money to spend on their watered-down mixed drinks.
Fear not, my friends. There will always be a place for you to continue to party and support your boys, even if the game gets shut down. What I’m getting at here: Seek shelter, or look like the queen of ratchet-ness.
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