V-O-L-S! VOLS, VOLS, VOLS!!!

Ohh Saturday. LoL. Saturday, Heather, Tom, David, Daniel, and I journeyed to Knoxville for the UT vs Air Force football game. 5 of us...1 four door Saturn...one HUGE cooler...basket of goodies...and plenty of alcohol. Game on. We drank on the way to Knoxville. Daniel and I were trying to create drinking games for road trips. My suggestion: Drunk 18-Wheeler. Every 18-wheeler that passes, we drink. Haha!!! Daniel's suggestion: Vols Caravan. Every car/SUV/truck that passes us in the fast lane, we drink. Thank GOD we didn't play that one...cause our little Saturn was weighed down to the max and, we got passed by LOTS of eager, speeding Vols fans. So many UT flags, magnets, bumper stickers, glass chalk, etc. We made good time...only had one navigation problem. Heather and Daniel were bickering over what bands were playing in Knoxville, Nashville, and Chattanooga. LoL, we missed the exit during that argument. Flipped a bitch of two...no prob. Our parking pass kicked ass. We were in the tailgating Mecca. I had a bottle of wine in one chair cupholder...a huge Jager Bomb in the other...and a wine cooler at my feet. Got alcohol? Haha. I was feeling pre-e-e-e-ty good by game time. Daniel and I shotgunned a beer and made more Jager Bombs before bebopping to the shuttles. For some reason, we all assumed the buses were No Food No Drink. Daniel and I CHUGGED our Jager Bombs once we got to the shuttle doors. Really? Because once we got on the bus, it was orange cups and coozies all over the place. Rats! On the shuttle ride to the stadium, we got the entire bus singing Rocky Top at the "top" of their lungs. It was glorious!!! Daniel, being the Bama fan he is, muttered, "I didn't know Rocky Top mentioned moonshine." Once we got to Neyland Stadium, our group had to separate. Daniel and I went to the inzone while Heather, Tom, and David hit the jumbotron. I loved our seats!!! Good job, D-Brizzle. I don't know how many times I sang Rocky Top and "V-O-L-S VOLS VOLS VOLS!" and all sorts of dandy little cheers. "Nuts and Bolts, Nuts and Bolts, we got SCREWED," was a personal fav of Daniel's. David and I were the only TRUE Vols fans out of our group. Everybody else wanted to leave after the 3rd quarter and hit up some bars. I got us to stay through the beginning of the 4th after TN scored. We watched the close finale from Chilis. After a few rounds of 2-fers, we rolled out and strolled down the strip. Daniel suggested this little place off the beaten path kinda called Cool Beans. I like this bar!!! There were all sorts of different people there. Vols, frat, sororitutes, hippies, tree huggers, Air Force, etc. We ordered some of our fav beverages and played some old school NBA bball. Ran into some Nooga folks. Good times. We finally left and decided it was time to hike back to the car. HA. And hike we did!!! On our trek, the guys were cracking my shit up. David and Daniel were stealing EVERYTHING. I'm talking orange tape made into sashes. Orange and white triangle flags made into hula skirts. Oodles of orange cones. Pom poms. Soccer signs. Banners. You name it. It was brought back to the car. We all finally made it back to the Saturn...and piled in. David kept begging Heather to drive by the Porta-Potties to do #2. Begging and pleading. Daniel agreed. After a grumble, Heather finally swung by the Johns. As the car is still moving, David and Daniel LEAPED out of the car, ran over, and knocked over 4 Porta-Potties!!! Ewww!!! There was wretched nastiness coming out the tops of those things. BLAH!!! Heather freaked out and sped across the parking lot. I just knew we were gonna get arrested. But. We made it back safe and sound. Daniel and I crashed at my 'rents house in Cleveland. My folks banned him to the downstairs air mattress. LoL.