45 Days

45 days. That is all that is standing in my way of complete happiness. It's when my warriors in maroon and various accents of orange and white, take up and challenge the Crimson Tide of Alabama, in what is going to be the biggest college football opener this season. To add sprinkles on top of this sundae of a situation, I will be there, in Atlanta (the "neutral" site) with my roommate and a few friends, basking in the glory of beer, burgers, painted faces and Hokie-Hi. I almost tingle with anticipation.

This brings me to a very important conversation that I held last night with one of my very dear friends, a new Hokie, and my boyfriend, a (gah) Wahoo. We were discussing the recent breach in privacy of my idol, Erin Andrews. What I mean by discussing is, I was telling them this story, assuming they knew exactly who Erin is (shes a gorgeous blonde who spends her time on a football field, what guy wouldn't want to watch her every move?). I was both shocked and appauled when they both looked at me, innocence and the lack of testosterone in their eyes, and asked me who she was. If for some terrible reason, you don't know who Erin is, please see above, this is after a Thursday night thrashing of the Terps in Blacksburg last fall.

I suppose I could excuse the wahoo, after all Erin only works big games, and considering UVa's record over the years, there has been no reason for her to be in Charlottesville. But a fellow Hokie? Now that is something that really hurt my heart. In fact, he will now be spending every Saturday, starting at 10 am (excluding Tech game weekends, of course) sitting on my couch and learning all about what predictions Corso, Herbstreet, and even Chris Fowler, make for the upcoming weekend. He will learn what predictions to trust, and what games are to be chosen to watch, rule of thumb being- whatever game has the most impact on Virginia Tech as a whole, to be followed by ACC games, and the occasional game of historic importance, like Georgia-Florida (although in general, I will be encouraging the distaste of all teams SEC, just on principal), or Army-Navy (which usually is a terrible game, but none the less, important to American history).

I am both disappointed and excited at their lack of College Football knowledge. Disappointed because they are two people I hold in high esteem, and I feel they should be much more well rounded in the sporting category, especially when it comes to something so completely embedded in American culture. Excited, because it just proves that I, a female, can be educator instead of the educatee when it comes to one of my greatest passions. Gender stereotyping... maybe? Regardless, I am just one example that goes to show, don't judge a book by it's cover (something we can all learn from Corey Smith... google it ;) ). Despite my outward semi "southern belle" exterior, lies the heart of a tried and true, down home, voice-losin', face paintin', cheer chantin', football enthusiast.

Can I make it through the next 45 days? We will just have to wait and see :)