Dear Clemson,
All during my time as a student, I cheered for your football team. I was either at the game or watching it on TV, and through thick and thin, I was a diehard fan. I bled orange.
When I moved to Pittsburgh, I was pretty distraught that I wouldn’t be able to make it to any games and would only be able to watch a few on TV due to a limited cable plan, but I faithfully followed Game Tracker online when only ESPN-U was covering the games.
Through our six year relationship, dear Clemson, I’ve suffered a number of heartbreaks. They’ve come in the form of missed field goals (from short distances), fumbled hikes, and huge upsets–even losing at home in triple overtime. You sure know how to ruin a tiger’s day.
Yes, you’ve given me some great times…some wonderful victories, and truly, up until this year, those have been enough.
But I’ve moved to Savannah–UGA country–and put my reputation on the line for you. For Saturday’s season opener against Alabama, I wore orange along with 10 other Clemson fans to Wild Wings to watch you, ranked 9th, triumph against a team ranked 24th. I had so much excitement and so much faith.
Then you managed to let Alabama stomp all over you, and ultimately, me. Losing 34-10 in an upset on ESPN’s gametime show is no way to kick off a season.
You broke my heart, Clemson.
I want our relationship to work out, but unless you win against the Citadel, NC State, and SC State, I’m not sure that it will.
I want to have faith in your abilities. Help me believe!
Sincerely,
A dejected, but hopeful fan
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September 3, 2008 at 6:41 pm
Greg
A friend of mine about an hour and a half from here has a Slingbox, which lets him literally tune into the TV back in his living room in Pittsburgh. He offered to let me come down and watch it live Sunday morning. It was the first time I’d actually seen a game (as opposed to listening to 93.3’s webcast) since 2006.
I sure picked a great time to get back in.
Also: seeing Taco Bell commercials here in The Land of No Mexican Food is just rubbing salt (or perhaps fire sauce?) into the wound.
September 8, 2008 at 6:22 pm
Emily
Amen, sister. My feelings exactly.
September 24, 2008 at 8:36 am
Ashley
Wow, sounds like you’re having fun. I like the Crush reference–if you ever go to Disney World…or maybe it’s Epcot? you would definitely see the Finding Nemo aquarim.