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So, this is what it comes down to now. Santa screwed me over, he must be a tool fan…f-ing figures. After spending an enjoyable Christmas morning in the ER and not getting any of the things on my list, I am now boycotting Santa Claus. I’m also holding the cute little tool hostage until my Tarhole stops trying to use his own brand of college hoops logic. Sadly, the little guy will most likely wind up dead.
Anyone else catch that Gonzaga/Memphis game? We did here. Guess what? The usual tool logic of Team A beats Team B, then Team B beats Team C proves that Team A is therefore better than Team C as well as Team B does not apply when Team A=Duke, Team B=Memphis & Team C=Gonzaga. I guess that only applies if Team A=cryolina.
Basically, it just means that Duke sucks and is overrated (duh!) and the same goes for any other team they beat or could possibly beat, because if the lowly Blue Devils can beat you than obviously you really, really suck, no matter what you might hear otherwise. Tarhole logic at it’s finest. Besides, you must be willing to say anything to prevent the topic from changing to your recent pathetic loss against mighty USC. Besides, USC isn’t that bad of a team, I mean, after all, they beat cryolina so that automatically makes them tops.
What do you mean, you don’t get it? Come on, it’s not hard–it is Tarhole logic at it’s absolute best, after all.
What do you mean, you don’t get it? Come on, it’s not hard–it is Tarhole logic at it’s absolute best, after all.
No matter how many times I hear it, I just never get tired of it. Oh wait, yes…yes I do get tired of it. cryolina–always living a year in the past with one eye focused towards a year in the future. Bah.
“nobody cares if you run the table..this is a prelude to next year for us…we won one last year and teh troops are being galvanized for another run next year. Have your fun now because we are going to commence whuppin @#%$ next year!” –hoopnupe (So eloquently put, too, might I add).
Of course this is tripe from a thread at Inside Cryolina, aptly titled, “K says the darndest things; lazy reporters.” Because, you know, when your team puts up as pathetic of an attempt to play basketball as cryolina did against USC last night, it is always best to focus on what a loon Coach K is and how Duke sucks, JJ owns the refs, and of course, when all else fells you always have the cryolina mantra to fall back on, “Wait until next year. And, and, ya know, we are the National Champions, too, so…so there!!!“
As to take a few minutes to visit the Animal Aid Association: Chow Chow Rescue blog here at WordPress.com, I’d be grateful. If your a cryolina fan, I’ll even make a post publically stating that you are the greatest. I will not add anything negative about Duke to it, though, and I doubt anyone gives a shit, anyway, but….if you have a heart, take a minute to check it out. If you don’t then obviously you are nothing but a waste of space with absolutely no heart or soul. I’ve always loved chows (so much so that my dog, Zana, was impregnated by one and had 13 of the mixed little devils, actually this wasn’t on purpose, and I’m lucky all of them found good homes because I should have had her spade before it could happen) & they get a really bad deal, I think. Anyhoo, I’m rambling again, suffering from another sporadic case of ADD–last night was too much for me, so just click the damn link.
As for me, I need to start writing my post about how a certain f-ing turkey, my Tarhole, an uncashed check, me, Duke & cryolina all work together to bring you yet another, “discussion,” between my Tarhole & myself. I know, it’s sad, but what can I do? Laters, folks…oh yea, Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas or whatever…don’t believe I’ve actually told anyone that yet.
Well, that was just plain UGLY!! So Cryolina loses to USC 74-59. The silence is deafening in this house. Can anyone say, “meltdown?” For my part, please note that I haven’t yet said a mean word to my Tarhole & I won’t until at least tommorrow sometime. He’s not happy, and the fact that Duke really won only makes it worse for some odd reason…I know he’d not be such a pissant if Duke really would have lost tonight, as well.
But, let me say one thing: At least my Tarhole isn’t a bandwagoner, unlike others (read: some, “fans,” at IC). Here’s a clue, you aren’t a real fan if you start bashing all of your teams’ players and even the coach, the very same coach who led you to a National Fucking Championship!!! Rivalry aside, cryolina is far & away a better team than most people expected them to be. They lost their best from the NC and they are very young–but, as much as it kills me to say this–also pretty fucking talented. Yes, they lost to USC, which is sad, ok, really sad, but that’s no reason for so-called fans to start bashing the very players they’ve touted, bragged about to no end & praised so far this year and seeing some comments actually directed at coach Roy, “Aw Shucks,” Williams is really taking it too far. Geezus, you ought to be ashamed of yourselves, you really should. That being said, let me make it clear that I am not saying all tool fans did this, just some of them.
And, with that being said, let me make it equally clear that I still don’t like cryolina and will continue to rag on them until the day I die. I can do this because I am a Duke fan and I have no love for the tools or their coach. But I can respect my Tarhole’s blind allegiance to, “his,” team just the same.
I just posted something kind of nice about cryolina…I need to take a shower now. Please tune in tommorrow for our regularly scheduled program. 
I had an appointment today and was in a huge rush. I threw on some pants and grabbed a navy blue sweatshirt out of a stack of clean clothes I hadn’t had a chance to put up yet. On the way to the car I noticed it….that hideous baby blue color…with the words, “Carolina Tarheels,” and that disgusting footprint thing. I just feel so used…so dirty. I don’t know if any amount of showers will ever make me feel clean again.
Managed to update the quotes page, sort of.
In spite of my Tarhole’s incessant whining & bitching (1)Duke beat the mighty Valpo Crusaders 104-77. Which I really needed after that Cowboys debacle. And the Falcons didn’t treat me any better, but that’s okay, I figure Santa is just trying to teach me a little lesson in humility. I’d just like to point out to Santa that he can start teaching my Tarhole that lesson anytime he feels like it. Not complaining, just thought perhaps he overlooked it, and needed someone to remind him. After all, he has a tough job, anything I can do to help out, you know.
As usual, within the first 15 minutes my Tarhole pointed out to me how Coach K had, “bought himself yet another game.” Every time Redick got fouled he screamed at the players on the TV like they could hear him, “Stupid ass son of a bitch!! What the f@#ck are you thinking? Stay the f#@ck away from sissy boy, you know you can’t f-ing even breathe in the same zip code as that f-ing pussy ass motherf@#cker without K’s refs calling a foul!” Occasionally he’d spice things up by adding a, “stupid ass motherf@#cker,” to the end of it.
Another favorite target of his is Melch. For the most part he loves him and sings his praises anytime the poor boy misses a shot. He also berates Coach K anytime he takes him out of the game with a, “WTF K??!! He’s your best f-ing player!! Get the boy back in there, dumb ass.” I admit to laughing, once, during one of the first games. (No, I’m not an angel apparently, perhaps that’s why I really like Duke, they have, “Devils,” in their name). That confession made, let me just say I’m getting really sick of this bit. I guess that’s why it almost made me smile to hear him call Melch a, “f@#cking pussy,” when he was bleeding and had to be taken out for a bit. Not that I was happy that he was injured or being taken out, it was just refreshing to hear my Tarhole say something bad about him. If it makes you feel any better, if you think you’re confused reading this, just try being me.
Ever since Dock dared to make that amazing shot against VT, he’s now among my Tarhole’s targets. And tonight, McRoberts and Paulus also made the cut. Well done, boys!! You know you’re on the right track when he decides he hates you. And McRoberts, he really, really hates you in particular for some reason. I think it’s because of his size. My Tarhole isn’t tall, not short, just not tall, then again, I barely come in at 5 feet, so my perception of height isn’t all that precise. In my little world, most people are giants. So perhaps this is what really bugs him about McRoberts. Oddly enough, I’ve never heard him say one thing bad about Williams, strange, no? But, of all players, JJ Redick will always reign supreme as The Official Most Hated Duke Player EVER, joining the ranks of Laettner, Hurley & Ferry in my Tarhole’s mostly useless brain.
If you’re wondering about me during all this, well, I’m pretty quiet. While I admit to enjoying giving him and his tools a hard time, I never act out during their games like he does when Duke is playing. It’s just not me to be that way, besides, I usually enjoy taking every single tiny thing in and using it later, as to in the heat of the moment, because I’d rather my ragging be more than a competition as to who knows how to use the word, “f@#ck,” in more ways than the other. (Not that I have anything against the word, mind you, I’m not proud of it, but I’ve been accused of having a sailor’s mouth more than once). There’s also that annoying little issue of actually being able to enjoy almost any college hoops.
Is there anyone left out there who does not now understand why I was contemplating murder or at least lacing his drink with a slight sedative before the game? I dare to even think that there might be a cryolina fan or two out there that get it. That doesn’t mean I think that Santa will be paying you a visit this year because you are still a tool fan, but perhaps there’s hope for you yet. I seriously doubt it, but one never knows, it is college hoops, so anything might be possible.
…it’s finally Sunday!! Two hours until game time. My Official Gameday Outfit is clean, and everything else is ready for the game. (Except for figuring out a way to get rid of my Tarhole, who is just full of himself today, and I’ve got to come up with something better than flat out murder. I mean, that’s just not right & besides, it might piss Santa off, and we can’t have that).
Once again, color me surprised, the guys at Two Dukies Pick the ACC have updated before the actual game, so check it out. I must say, I like this new trend, I much prefer reading it now as opposed to during halftime.
So….LET’S GO DUKE!
I’m starting to get the impression that this whole Duke vs. cryolina thing has finally gone just a bit off the deep end, at least in this house. It’s one thing to be a Duke obsessed fan engaged to an obsessed Tarhole, obviously that is something about which we are going to, “disagree.” And annoying as this might be, I’m totally fine with it, because I would only be worried if we did agree. Surely this would mean that hell had frozen over, the sky was falling, it’s the end of the world, etc.
But, does this really mean that we have to disagree on absolutely everything sports related? Apparently so, at least as far as my Tarhole is concerned. Let’s see here, first we have the rest of college basketball. Example: (Me) “Michigan State is a good team. Their coach is alright.” (Him) “Ugh. Bunch of punks and so is the coach. Why are we even watching this game? Go Wichita!!” Go Wichita? No offense meant to Wichita here, by any means, but I mean, come on…I’m quite sure this is not a team my Tarhole would have even paid any attention to, much less actually pull for, two seconds before this exchange. I’d understand if it was Wichita playing Duke and he pulled for them, that would be an obvious exception, one that all Duke and tool fans understand.
Then we have the NFL: (Me) “Go Falcons.” (Him) “The Falcons suck. I hate the f-ing Falcons. Hope they lose.” (On a side note, he liked the Falcons until…he met me!!) (Me) “Go Cowboys.” (Him) “F the Cowboys. They suck.” (Side note, he is a Redskins fan, so this is to be expected, I suppose.)
MLB: (Me) “I’m not too big on baseball, but having to make a choice, I go with the Braves.” (Him) “Whatever. The Braves, ugh. Least ya ain’t no Yankees fan.” (Does it even need to be said that he had no problems with the Braves, in fact, I’m willing to place good money that he actually pulled for them on more than a few occasions until…he met me.)
The list could go on and on (and on). I’m betting if for some reason we were watching golf, he’d adamantly wish bad luck on any golfer he even thought there’d be a chance that I’d like more than the others. I’m thinking you probably get it by this point. If not, then chances are that you’re a tool fan.
Make Your Own SouthPark Character. This wasted approximately one hour of my time. Seriously.
(hat tip: because the world is round)
GO FALCONS!!
Well, thanks alot. Now I’m craving a BBQ sandwich and hushpuppies at 11:00pm. But that’s okay because I have, um, roasted peanuts…well, at least the Falcons are whoopin’ a lil’ arse.
(Can you tell the boredom is getting to me? Did I mention I can’t wait until Sunday?)
Richard Pryor dies at 65. 
Rest in Peace
Oh, you silly tools! Thanks for the support–all 18 pages of it! I love all of you, too! *blush* 
I so hate to be the one that ruins the party, I really do. But, alas, I’m afraid it is up to lil’ ol’ me to be the one to let all of my fellow Blue Devil fans out there know that we apparently still suck, so please pay no attention to that smackdown of (2)Texas that you witnessed just hours ago. I just hate to see us all happy, knowing what I now know, only to be brought so suddenly back down to earth, possibly as early as our next game, against the Valparaiso Crusaders.
Did I suddenly gain psychic powers, you ask? Nope, but I’ve got something even better than that: my very own Tarhole. And, by God, if he says something about Duke, you can count on one thing, it’s true! After all, he’s predicted every single loss that the Blue Devils have had so far this season!!! Not only that, he’s shared with me that all Duke’s players are gay (not that that is a bad thing–oohh, I’m so PC) and that all Duke, “girls,” are ugly. (Which is more opinion than anything else, but you can judge for yourself.) Without him, I would have never known about all the love out there for Duke, and I wouldn’t know that the only reasons we ever beat anyone is because Duke gets all the calls or is just lucky.
Let’s just finally own up to it, folks. We suck. There’s just no talent and no chance here. Coach K shouldn’t even have the word, “coach,” anywhere near his name, and on top of that, he just might be the anti-christ. So move along, there’s nothing to see here. And you have that on good authority, via my all-knowing Tarhole.
P.S. Also, just in case you didn’t know, Texas is abhorrently overrated, maybe even more so than The Most Overrated Team EVER, Duke, and that game didn’t really count as a 1 vs. 2, either, really, when you put all the evidence together and look at it logically. Like my Tarhole does.
That pretty much sums up things around here. Of course there’s more to it (it’s a cryolina/Duke household, oh me, oh my…the drama) but unfortunately (fortunately?) I’m unable to put it all into those word thingies right now!
Go share your post game thoughts with those of like minds (for the most part, anyway) or go and inform others how/why Duke really won, because God forbid it be because THEY ARE THE BEST!!
I’m off to bask in the afterglow, which, is just so f-ing sweet here and have some fun with the digital camera!
WAY TO GO DUKE!!!!!
Today I finally got my laptop out of the box it was in due to moving. It has all my pictures, for about the past two-three years stored on it and I wanted to get them moved. So, like a dumb arse, I plug it in and hit the power button…of course it didn’t actually turn on. (Instead it made some quite interesting noises that I can’t duplicate in the written word.)
Then I remembered why it had been in a fricking box for the past few months. One evening a few months or so back I made the mistake of using my laptop while having a glass of wine at the same time that my Tarhole was in the area. Somehow (I admit, this part is a bit fuzzy now) he managed to spill my glass of wine on my laptop. To add insult to injury, sometime later he stood on it…I look over and there’s my Tarhole perched right on top of my already beaten down laptop. (Please don’t ask for an explanation, just accept the fact that apparently sometimes there are no reasonable explanations, or even an explanation at all. If you’re an NC State fan, this should be quite easy for you.)
Since he’s obviously still alive, one can easily see how tolerant and easy going I am. But, today when I realized I’ve lost all those pictures, forever, I got somewhat pissed off about the whole thing again. (Okay, livid is a better description.) He said he was sorry, though, so of course that makes everything just peachy in the world.
I’m not really sure why in the hell I am posting this, other than to let go of some stress, get it out of my system, whatever…so, sorry for boring you with this somewhat off-topic post…Greg.
And this man, that I do claim as my own–not sure what that says about me but I am sure I probably don’t want to know either–wants to actually breed!! As much as I love him, to me, this is my scary thought of the day.
I had my suspicions about these so called, “Weblog Awards,” and now I know that I was correct, they’re just evil and wouldn’t know a good weblog if it bit them on the arse!
This definitely calls for a peaceful (of course) protest!
For the record, I have no choice but to Blame Bush for St. Louis’ loss. While some may say Liberal Larry is a nut, his philosophy that Bush is to blame for anything and everything sometimes works for me
So, (24)Cryolina beat St. Louis 75-63. This means that all my excitement and joy about Duke’s win will be slowly but surely sucked out of me in approximately 30-45 minutes when my Tarhole gets home.
I know I sound like a horrible person (probably because I am) but I swear his attitude over any tool win is enough to drive anyone bat shit crazy. Unfortunately for me, that was a very short trip.
Anyhoo, before my joy is taken away, I’d like to be a good, mature person and congratulate the Cryolina Tarholes on their latest win and for finally being ranked barely in the top 25. Well done.
(Nobody even bought that whole last, “mature,” bit, did they? Oh well, I’ve never been very good at being mature or even good, for that matter.)
….from cryolina fans.
My favorite part, “Also they really do get ALL OF THE CALLS!” That’s my favorite line of all time, especially coming from Tool fans of all people. I mean, they never get any calls, right? Ugh.
As everyone by now already knows, (1)Duke beat Penn 72-59. Although this blog is not here to comment soley upon Duke news, etc. as there are many sites which already do this way better than I ever could, I’d still like to throw in my opinion that Dockery is playing awesome! It’s amazing what his buzzer beating shot vs. VT has brought out in him. I mean, obviously he’s a great player, he’s at Duke, I’m not saying he was a bad player before that amazing arse saving shot, just that it seems to me that it’s brought out the drive in him…anyhoo, I’m no expert (at anything at all, come to think of it) so my opinion doesn’t count, but there it is, just the same.
WAY TO GO DUKE!!
Still waiting on the (24)Cryolina vs St. Louis game outcome…I figure they’ll win, but this definitely doesn’t mean I am pulling for them. (My Tarhole’s B-Day be damned, just can’t do it.)
GO ST. LOUIS!!!!
I’m sure I’ll be back sometime with whatever idiotic Duke/Cryolina, “discussion,” we will surely have tonight when my Tarhole gets home from work…until then, go read some good stuff at TDD Hoops, or if you’re looking for a good laugh, there is always IC (Inside Cryolina.)
So far so good! Is it just me or do the guys seem to be performing a bit better tonight? Here’s to not losing it in the second half….GO DUKE!!
It’s 4pm…I have a ton of things to do and my Official Gameday Duke Pants and T-Shirt are dirty…without which, there is no way that Duke can beat Penn tonight and the game is in three hours!! So, of course I’m wasting time posting this as if more than one person will read it. (Hi Greg!)
At any rate, if it isn’t already a part of your own ritual, be sure to check out what those guys over at Two Dukies Pick the ACC have to say before the game. (Assuming it gets updated before it starts…:) I think this is one of my favorite sites, always good stuff.
Tonight ought to be just great here, what with Duke playing and then cryolina. It is sure to be another true test of my relationship with Tarhole, if nothing else.
SPEAKING OF MY TARHOLE…HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, DEAR!!!! YOU ARE OFFICIALLY AN OLD, OLD MAN! I would love to say something really nice and mature, such as, “Today is a special day and so I am totally pulling for the tools to win their game because I love you.” But, I’m not that mature, and it would be a lie anyway, so in all honesty, B-Day or not, I just cannot make myself pull for them in any situation. Happy Birthday, I Love You and I hope your team is crushed tonight!
LET’S GO DUKE!!!!!
**On a different note, let’s all remember this day in history (and by that I do not mean my annoying, know it all, infuriating, yet lovable, cryolina Tarhole’s birthday). December 7, 1941–The Attack on Pearl Harbor.**
Late Breaking News from my Tarhole: All Duke, “girls,” are UGLY! This includes students, alumni, the cheerleaders and the fans. One must also assume it includes the players, since they are all faggots, as previously reported by my Tarhole. Now, if my one reader out there will excuse me (Hi Greg!), I must go figure out why in the hell he is engaged to ME, then. And to think, all this time I thought I was a beauty queen…I know damned well he isn’t with me for my superior intelligence.
Anybody got a number of a really good plastic surgeon? If so, please email me, I no longer want to scare the world with my ugly mug.
I bet I’d still have no clue. I made the mistake of mentioning that Duke is probably (okay, is) one of the most hated teams in the country. Me, obviously lacking in logic skills, figured he’d agree or say, “yep, and I’m the president of the hater’s club,” or something along those lines. Instead, he argued that cryolina is the most hated team in the country and furthermore, Duke could never be the most hated because nobody on the West Coast has ever even heard of Duke. Excuse me, but all I can say to that is, HUH? Needless to say this, um, discussion went on for a bit, which doesn’t exactly shine the genius light on me, I know. I’ve already admitted freely to my idiocy at times, so no surprise there. I guess what scares me the most is that we discussed this for about 30 minutes. It ended with my Tarhole leaving the room (slamming the door behind him) while screaming something about, “Fine! Everyone loves cryolina, everyone hates Duke, but none of it matters because we are going to sweep the floor with you this year!”
OK, Tarhole, just keep in mind that when Duke kicks the tools’ arse I will not only remember this statement, but also have it immmortalized in print right here on this little blog. On another note, if the opposite were to strangely happen, this post will, “disappear,” as if by magic and I will claim amnesia.
Is there anyone out there that thinks it is a bit wierd to argue over which team is hated the most? Are we the only fools that have absolutely nonsensical discussions such as this? Never mind, I doubt I want to know the answer to these questions.
that Coach K is without a soul…he is, in fact, SATAN, and I just feel so stupid for not realizing this before…I must repent before it is too late! May God have mercy on my soul, if I still have one….ugh…never ends.
My bad, it’s (the following) a joke, just not a very funny one! I might feel like an idiot now, but that’s nothing new and it’s worth looking like an arse in this case as it is a relief it isn’t serious. I blame it on, “pregnancy brain damage.” (That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!:)
Apparently, according to one post in this thread, he also uses his super mind control powers over others to make them commit suicide…tasteless, dispicable trash and anyone who posts something anywhere, concerning anyone like that ought to be banned-perhaps from society in general. I’ve seen ugly posts, but shit, that one was disgusting enough to make me want to vomit. Even my own Tarhole would never, ever even think of stooping that low. Rivalry is one thing, it can be ugly, yes, but for most of us normal (whatever that is) people it’s a good thing, for the most part all in good humor, even though it does get out of hand at times. We are all only human, of course…except for the jerk who made that particular comment.
The poster in question, CarMichael, ought to be ashamed of himself, but I bet it goes without saying that he is not. Sick and sad, IMO.
I’m not one to sit and ponder why it seems like everyone in the free world hates Duke so much. Probably because I don’t give a shit. I do find it quite humorous at times, though.
I swear, this is one Tarheel ya gotta love…or not, whatever.
I left out something in my previous post. Sometime later while I was perusing the TDD Hoops BBS (which is a great community for college basketball fans in general, although it’s a plus if you are a Duke fan) and minding my own business, still a bit high off of that game ending, I had to be disturbed.
ENTER: the Tarhole, with this stunning piece of news for lil’ ol’ me…apparently all Duke Blue Devil basketball players are…take a deep breath, this might be hard on those with weaker hearts…FAGGOTS!! Needless to say, I was in a state of shock, never hearing this before about my beloved Blue Devils, especially not from a cryolina fan–so it must be true considering the source, right? To prevent myself from bursting into tears at the news (hey, I am only a mere female after all) I responded with what has to be The Greatest Comeback of ALL TIME, more specifically, “It takes one to know one…na na na na na na!” I also stuck out my tongue for further effect. Genius, I know. I’m ashamed, but for some reason I just could not come up with anything in the way of a decent comeback at the time. Then again, perhaps dealing with a man who sometimes-not all the time, by any means-seems to revel in a five year old on the playground mentality just rubbed off on me a bit.
I do want to sincerely apologize to my Tarhole for the comment I made right after that. In retrospect it was a bit below the belt to say, “Well, I guess that explains ALOT!” That was just wrong, and when you get around to reading this I hope you believe me when I say I didn’t really mean to infer anything by that, it just came out because my first “comeback” was oh soooo weak.
To close, you gotta love someone who hates your team as much as you hate their team, but still not only fixes you pancakes but goes out in the middle of the night and comes home with Blue Blood: Inside the Most Storied Rivalry in College Hoops for your reading pleasure, and somehow you both still manage to kiss each other good night, tell one another you love them and really mean it before going to sleep. Nevermind that the whole thing is bound to just start over the next day when he gets home from work. Damnit…he’s such a tool, but I really do love him…in spite of all that.
After a bit of sleep and retrospection (not to mention seeing the replay of Dockery-The Man-and his game saving, buzzer beater shot a few million times) I now feel calm enough to add abit of detail of my almost horrifying Sunday.
It begins with football, specifically the Atlanta Falcons/Carolina Panthers game. As you might guess, my Tarhole is a Carolina fan. (Well, when he isn’t too busy being a Redskins fan, which is a whole other subject.) I assume it goes without saying I am a big Falcons fan, have been for a long time and no, I don’t feel bad for living in NC and not being a Panthers fan. I think I just have something against the color blue in all forms except for royal/navy. Unfortunately, I also like the Cowboys (I’m beginning to notice a, “darker shade of blue,” theme here) and I’m betting it doesn’t take a genius to figure out my Tarhole hates them. Long story short, the Falcons lose, the Cowboys lose and my Tarhole is running ’round like a chicken with his head cut off thoroughly enjoying my depression. But, he did make me pancakes (which I was craving for some strange reason) and since I knew Duke played VT later (which was a sure win, right? Um, well, we won’t discuss that now) I was able to ignore his antics, for which I should get some kind of reward or something.
Fast forward to 8:00pm, the game I’d been waiting for all day, (1)Duke vs VT, in Cameron, no less. I had no worries for once. The beginning of the game is a bit fuzzy as my Tarhole immediately started in when the first foul was called against VT. Thus began the usual cryolina mantra that, “Duke gets all the calls.” I really can’t stand anyone who whines about the refs, yes bad calls are made all the time, life isn’t always fair, it sucks, get over it. Besides, Duke does NOT, “get all the calls.” I have to add that I’m a bit guilty here, as well, because to shut him up I reminded him of the UNC/Villanova game. This was a big mistake. Anytime this (or pretty much anything at all slightly derrogatory towards UNC) is brought up, the cryolina fan in question pulls his special, baby blue colored earplugs out of his arse and begins to run around screaming the tarhole mantra, “We are the National Champions, We are the National Champions….I can’t hear you because….WE ARE THE NATIONAL CHAMPIONS!!” This is usually, though not always followed by their second favorite mantra, “Just wait until next year!” Well, sorry, it isn’t next year and I don’t plan on sitting around waiting for it, either. I figure I’ll just enjoy this year when my team is ranked (at least at this point in time) number one in the nation and will most likely win the National Championship.
By halftime we were no longer speaking to each other and he’d moved to another room to watch TV. But, lo and behold, who pops in right when VT went on a run and it looked (even to all Duke fans) like the game was over, and most certainly not in our favor? Yeppers, my love, my prince, my fair Tarhole himself in all his Duke-Just-Lost-to-VT-HAHA glory. Let me just say that when Dock-the Man-made that shot I thanked heaven for being a multi-tasker as I was able to scream in delight and take in the stunned, almost pathetic look on my Tarhole’s face, as he mumbled something about, “Duke having all the luck,” while walking out of the room. Yea, we did get lucky, but who wants to bet that this will be a new mantra for tool fans everywhere? Seems a bit redundant IMO, though, because we already must be pretty damn lucky seeing as how we, “get all the calls,” right?
After Duke’s recent heart stopping win against Virginia Tech, I began to ponder if my relationship is doomed. In fact, I am in awe that we have managed to make it this far, considering he is a fanatical, irrational cryolina tarhole fan. I’m an equally fanatical Duke fan myself, although I am completely rational–which goes without saying, of course.
As a long time avid (read: obsessed) fan of Duke residing in good ol’ North Carolina, I am used to the constant harrassment from the crazed, cult like tarhole fans that are in abundance everywhere in this state. I never imagined having to deal with it in a relationship, specifically because I never imagined that I would or even could end up with one of these nuts.
That’s where this blog comes into play. Perhaps this will be a way for me to take out my frustrations, and being of no interest to anyone other than myself, I have the freedom to rant and rave about any little thing I choose. AAHHH, blessed release (and not on my Tarhole’s head.) This first entry isn’t a very interesting one, even to myself, but, alas, I am still a bit emtional and worn out from last night’s events (both the game and all the mature discussions between me and my Tarhole) to write much about it at the moment. This will definitely change soon enough as I am sure I will have at the least five of those, er, mature discussions with my fiance, the Tarhole, per day for the rest of time…assuming we make it, that is.
