With all the **** advertisement, is there no room for the Kickoff Countdown?
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I actually worked it up yesterday. Just trying to decide on a good countdown title. My admission was "What Happens in Ruston....well, does anything happen in Ruston?"
I cant think of anything that I have done which compares in shitiness in my adulthood.
Unless of course your car is an RV.
Unless of course your car is an RV.
When I was looking at going to college, I visited La. Tech. They kept talking about how good their academics were, and me being a high school punk finally said "Isn't this the same school that Terry Bradshaw went to?" The recruiter hung her head down and said "Yes."
It was a freak snowstorm in possibly the least-prepared place in America to have a freak snowstorm, and in addition, you had probably 25K MSU fans packing the snow into about a quarter-inch of solid ice on the interstate. I'd say stopping in that Wal-Mart parking lot in Ruston was the safest move I made in the two or three hours after leaving Shreveport. I've never been more scared shitless driving a vehicle in my life than I was in that pack of post-game MSU traffic driving on ice trying to get back to Mississippi.</p>
Fortunately, I had a hotel room waiting for me when I rolled into Ruston at the 3 in the **+#@@@ morning. Had I not, I would have been in the parking spot next to VHDawg....</p>
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The Ruston Best Western to Shreveport was 70 miles. it took me an hour to drive to the game that afternoon. It took me 3 1/2 hours to drive back. I was convinced that I was going to die that night. Try driving a 1990 Ford Aerostar minivan 15 miles an hour through snow and howling wind...and all this after one of the most intense, gutwrenching games I've ever been too in my life...the whole time listening to some local FM rock station bragging about how they hadn't sold out to ClearChannel and playing music like you used to hear on WZZQ. The snow the whole night reminded me of the Battle of the Bulge scene in "Patton", and I also had that music playing in my head. Anytime I took my eye off the road, the van would start to swerve so my hands were around the steering wheel in a death grip.
When we got back to the hotel, I had to sit on the bumper while my wife drove the van into a parking spot. Then, I got there just in time to watch the 2nd half replay on ESPN.</p>
When we got back to the hotel, I had to sit on the bumper while my wife drove the van into a parking spot. Then, I got there just in time to watch the 2nd half replay on ESPN.</p>
....I was driving a 1989 Olds Cutlass Ciera with barely less than 200,000 miles on it at the time.
What was funny was the next morning when we set back out, and the interstate was clear, the only cars we saw in ditches were Mustangs and Camaros.
What was funny was the next morning when we set back out, and the interstate was clear, the only cars we saw in ditches were Mustangs and Camaros.
It took four hours to drive from Shreveport to Monroe. The road froze back over in the shady spots and all the 18 wheelers kept sliding into the other lanes (at 10 mph, but still horrifying to look over and have one merging into your lane). I also had my Delta native dad giving me pointers on snow driving. Spent a lot of time just sitting there listening to other games on the radio. Saw a snowman in the median with an MSU hat on, and a few cars that didn't quite make it. It's a good thing we won.
in Vicksburg late the next morning. The drive to Monroe that night before finding a hotel with a vacancy was a pain, but I've driven in snow plenty of times so it wasn't that big of a problem. Late the next morning, the roads from Monroe to Vicksburg were completely clear and I was making great time until I hit a patch of ice at 65 MPH in the shaded hills of Vicksburg. Scared the **** out of me for a second.
I was at my parents and I drove my S-10 on those hills in Vicksburg with a standard at 9 AM that morning. About 1/2 way to the store, I realized that wasn't a great idea.
not to go to that game. When I saw all of the snow and everything, I was glad I didn't go. That's probably the only big time football win that I was glad that I missed.
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