On Friday, Georgetown beat Tennessee by a whopping 37-36. The highlight of the game clearly came from off the court.
Dude looks like he Hoya Saxa-ed a little bit too hard before the game. Having graduated this same fine institution of learning and boat shoes this past spring, I will offer a brief summary of what it's like to attend a Georgetown basketball game:
1. Be a freshman, and know very little about the sport of basketball. Learn a few of the players names (particularly of those in your graduating class), and discover a quality that they are associated with. Possibly even discuss a time when you saw them at a party, and emphasize the fact that they looked generally distinterested in talking to anyone other than themselves. Be sure to know all the chants and sing them obnoxiously, as this will generally mask your overall lack of knowledge regarding the sport of basketball.
2. Georgetown plays basketball at the Verizon Center, which is on the other side of the city. There's no metro stop in Georgetown because ew public transportation. This means that it takes awhile to get there. Combine this with wanting to get decent seats, and overly aggressive, shot downing pregames are pretty much a requirement.
3. The rules of empire building mandate that a fast rise also leads to a quick fall. The same will hold true with your alcohol intake prior to most Georgetown basketball games. The 5 shots you downed on an empty stomach coming straight from your late-afternoon class may have gotten you drunk within minutes--but the sobriety train will hit hard a mere hour or two later, as you sit there talking to the same people you'd talk to if you were on the other side of the city, waiting to act embarassingly irrational when evaluating the referees. You'll be sober before the game starts.
4. Luckily, since the Verizon Center isn't a Prohibition-Era style landmass, they serve alcohol. Mad peeps at Georgetown have fakes because it's a bar school, so it's generally not difficult to acquire a $9 beer, even if one is underage. Except that $9 part, and the fact that there's a 50% chance you'll spill.
5. By halftime, you will be massively hungover and will be forced to rely on the energy of the arena to power you through. Depending on the game, this is either highly effective or flat-out the worst thing ever.
6. By senior year, you'll become jaded and overly critical of the fact that "going to the game" is much more of an experience that the actual game itself, and will opt to not buy the $125 season ticket package that is completely fair, because Georgetown offers relatively cheap and affordable tuition.
This guy takes the cake. Way to power through all the obstacles that threaten the enjoyability factor of Georgetown Basketball games. I'm not bitter I graduated at all, clearly.
[H/T: Busted Coverage]