Welcome to touchdown city..err, household
Alright. Seriously. I don't care how many universities I attend, when it comes to American football I will forever be a Mountaineer. As today's Gator Bowl extravaganza proved, something happened to me in my teens and early 20s that cannot be changed. I live and breath WVU Mountaineer football. I scream. I cheer. I expell gutteral profanities. That won't change. Thank god my parents are Amerifooty fans as well, so they understand and don't judge me as I indoctrinate my baby sister into the wonderful world of College football. Lauren and I screamed, cheered, drank (beer for me, milk for her ;) ) and proudly displayed our gamefaces throughout the nailbiting experience of today's bowl game. We laughed when Mozes fell on his face in a determined comittment to the "sleeper play"and tandemly fell in love with Schmitt for his steadfast rushing. Brilliant game today. Mountaineers today, tomorrow and forever!!

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Amen! Preach on sister... I was there with you and every Mountaineer fan - I almost lost my voice... and Tom had to ask me to keep it down lest the neighbors think he was murdering me... Go Mounties!
In the immortal words of the Beach Boys - you gotta be true to your school!! Glad you had a fantastic New Year's!
Eric and I watched the game from a sports bar in Martinsburg. Quite the nail biter indeed. Wouldn't have it any other way, right?
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