Bottles of urine; or, why I'm not a big fan of WVU

I'm no big believer in the West Virginia Mountaineers. I never really supportd them when I was a student at Boston College, but my dislike wasn't really cemented until my sister-in-law, a Virginia Tech die-hard Hokie, told me about the time she'd had a bottle of urine thrown at her during a game.

She was probably wearing a Vick jersey, but still. In my many years of attending college football games, I've had pennies, marshmallows, and other small items thrown at me. I've watched fans at some games throw octopus, which frankly I wouldn't have enjoyed getting slapped with. But I would argue that a damn bottle of urine is officially over the line. Mostly because it is human waste.

Anyway, while I dislike West Virginia, I am currently watching the Colorado - WVU game right now, and I'm pretty sure I wouldn't wish four turnovers in 1.5 quarters on very many schools. Frankly, I'd like to save that wish for Southern Cal or Michigan or someone along those lines.

But really, WVU? Colorado lost to Colorado State and Toledo. That's hard to do. And to be fair, I'm not a big fan of the Buffs either, mostly because I knew a couple real assholes from my rival high school who were recruited to Colorado by Rick Neuheisel, who I really really hate and who should totally be on that webpage about men who look like old lesbians. And I am a huge fan of lesbians -- just ask the Indigo Girls.

Anyway, the other thing I was going to mention here is that the Colorado QB is the coach's son. And I have always wondered how annoyed his teammates get about that.

OH! And I can't believe I forgot to point out that freaking disgusting USC weight room accident:

I seriously can't even deal with the details. They're that gross.

This is the guy who had a big huge weight fall on his neck and crush his larynx etc. Oh God I'm about to barf (like Tim Tebow) right now.