All good things must come to an end, and with this column so will The Post's week of relishing in the numerous reasons why deep down all Bobcats loathe RedHawks.
While growing up we have all heard that actions speak louder than words, so I am challenging you - yes, you column reader - to not only bash Miami but to demonstrate your abhorrence for all things from Oxford, especially the basketball team, by being at the game Sunday.
If you're going to talk the talk, you should walk the walk over to The Convo by noon Sunday. There are no legitimate reasons to not be there, and I'll prove it.
Although, now that I think about it, there is one more concern we must address beforehand.
In perusing Miamihawktalk.com this week I discovered something that I really don't know how to respond to. Perhaps you, my sports-loving comrades, do. Right next to respectable forums and links concerning every varsity sport Miami has is a message board and link section entitled 'Wine and Cheese.' Plan for your next tailgate by researching all the Brie and merlot you and your guests care to consume
says the links page.
Wine and cheese.
Wine and cheese? Who actually eats wine and cheese at a tailgate party? No one who wants to be taken seriously as a sports fan, that's who.
I digress. Now where was I? Oh yeah, tip-off is at 12 p.m., and I know half of campus is probably hyperventilating at the thought of needing to be dressed, fed and sitting in a stadium by that time.
However, the disturbed sleep patterns and runs on coffee throughout the county will be well worth it because I don't know a single person who doesn't enjoy the winning team-losing team chant. Well, the RedHawks might not because they'll be losing, but as my mother always says, Life isn't perfect.
Another unanswered question now comes to mind. Why does all the hate mail we writers get from Miami fans suggest we look at the scoreboard?
I'm looking and two of the three games our men's basketball team played against the RedHawks last year have higher scores in the Bobcats' column. They didn't change basketball scoring to be like golf, did they? I mean, I am a girl; I could just be confused.
Darn it, I keep getting sidetracked. But back to dismissing excuses and on to the popular I-have-nothing-to-wear argument.
If you do not own a Muck Fiami shirt and wish to, either stroll uptown and purchase one or make your own, and don't worry about limited use. Muck Fiami shirts are multi-purpose.
In the classroom, at a party, on the street, at family gatherings - everyone can relate. I can see it now in the spring collections, a new trend sweeping Paris, New York and Tokyo fashion houses: Muck Fiami, appropriate for all occasions.
So on Sunday, be at The Convo, show where your loyalties lie, and remember Rule #76 of Miami Hating: No excuses. Storm the court like a champion.
- Katie Carrera is a sophomore journalism major who is female, so she couldn't possibly know anything about sports according to some Miami students. Send her and e-mail at kc207604@ohiou.edu. 17
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