Year One in Review
[ No Comments ] Posted on 05.02.07 in UF, college
Yesterday, my first year of college ended unceremoniously when I handed in my last exam for my comparative politics class.
I don’t feel any different. I certainly don’t feel any smarter. I guess that when you’ve been doing the school thing year in and year out for the better portion of your life, the affects of knowledge and wisdom are lost in a flood of monotony and repetition.
Either way, though, I am looking forward to going home, eating mom’s spaghetti, and going to so many Devil Rays games it’s ridiculous.
The Saddest Story of the Spring Semester
[ 2 Comments ] Posted on 03.20.07 in UF, college, friends, sports
Well, folks, the experiment is over. Until next fall, of course.
This semester was the highly anticipated inaugural season of what was supposed to be the world’s finest Slow Pitch Coed Intramural Softball team. We all had high expectations, that’s for sure. But, somehow, things went terribly, terribly wrong.
We did not win a game all year. We had been outscored by as much as 19-3. I forsook my catcherly duties by throwing the ball into right field when I was trying to throw to first base. But somehow, the Gods of intramural fate smiled down upon the disappointing Red Devil Gators by helping us to recruit some great infielders. Our luck did not end there. Despite having not won a game all season and finishing the year with four devastating losses, we were granted a playoff birth by way of the wonderful caveat that you had to literally sign up for postseason play.
There we were, without three of our best hitters in both Mikes and Stephanie. I played catcher while Angus braved the entire game, pitching the best he has ever hurled. Tim, Bonnie, Dhyana, and Heather took to the outfield. And around the horn we had Katie, Greg, James, and Bryce. It didn’t look good for our seasoned veterans, as we had to play Ad Society, a team with a heavy-hitting lineup of right handed monsters.
But we held our own. We batted first, which is likely what led to our demise; after each of our half innings, we were leading our foes. It was just that last inning when we couldn’t hold the lead. Angus pitched beautifully. The infield was a well-oiled machine that, had the umpires not been completely ridiculous in the way they called plays at first base, could chew up and spit out any opponent. The outfield played far better than I had expected, making use of the concept of a cutoff man better than they had all season. All in all, it was the greatest game we had ever played as a team; unfortunately, we were one run short of glory.
So, here’s to those warriors, those lonesome losers, those Red Devil Gators.
Just wait until next year.
Teacher’s Pets
[ 1 Comment ] Posted on 01.24.07 in UF, college, complaints
Holy God. I can’t take it any more. Listen to me, political science majors. Listen well.
NOBODY CARES WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT ANYTHING.
Okay, perhaps a bit harsh. But well-founded. Let me explain.
I am, for some reason, a political science major. I hold no fervent opinions either way on the political spectrum, nor do I engage in hardcore analytical thinking outside of copying notes that some overly-paid professor puts on a PowerPoint slide during lecture. For the other 165 hours each week, I’m a normal person: I sleep, I eat, I watch cartoons. I do not care about the woeful state of international relations, and I do not care about the world around me. As long as I have my Chef Boyardee, my Cartoon Network, and no place to go, I’m content.
But political science majors, they’re a different breed. While other kids go to the movies, they stay at home and watch their Tivoed copy of the State of the Union address. While other kids eat pizza, they refuse to stoop to such a level of ignorance while they munch on their ever-delicious tofu and meatless meat loaf. And while other kids just want to leave a class that has been held over for five minutes due to a long-winded professor who just wants to enlighten folks on the troubles of the country of Latvia, they all raise their hands in unison to make a myriad of “relevant” statements that do nothing more than show all of the normal-minded folks in the world of their intellect and superiority.
Seriously. Let me leave. I have some hedonism to get to.