take a knee

This past weekend I went home to see one of my brothers football games. My brother is a senior and football is the only sport he plays and he loves it.. hes a wide receiver, and theres nothing to him. He's 6'0 and 135 pounds, hes kinda small for a football player and my mom hates watching the games but its his favorite. Hes already gotten hurt a couple times this season, he hurt his right knee in the first game and had to do some physical therapy for it and he didn't practice for a couple days.. when he returned to practice he dislocated his shoulder and now it happens pretty often when hes at practice. But he felt good for this weekend and was excited for the game.
There team has not been doing well this year, they are a small team and lost a lot of seniors the past couple years.. they are also in a tough league, they play in B league, when they should be in C, and this year they passed it that Ilion will be in C from now on but the schedule was already made at the time so they kept with the people in B league just for this season. Ilion is a small school with not many kids and not many big kids, and the majority of the teams that we play are larger and all the kids are big farm boys.
Well so this weekend, they played VVS, and they are a good team so our team was having a tough time... marc is doing well though he looks like his knee is fine and then in the 2nd quarter one of our players is down and its Marc. my first reaction was "shit, cant this kid catch a break".. he looks like hes in agony, hes holding his head in his hands in pain. All the while all the players are still standing around.. what ever happened to taking a knee and showing some respect for the player thats hurt, and during this the announcer takes the time to inform the crowd about the raffle and things that are coming up in the next week for the team.. how rude and how shitty of that school for letting him so that. this set my mom off, and she starts yelling at the announcer from across the field even though i know and she knows he cant hear her, but its her son laying out there and its only normal for a mother to be pissed at something like that.
It really is such a scary feeling when that happens to someone in your family, cause i know people get hurt all the time and yes you feel bad for them.. but its something else when its your brother out there.. they had to carry him off the field and me being the baby that i am started to cry.. i guess you dont really know that feeling until something like this happens to you


Like I said football is the only sport my brother plays, they finished out their regular season with one win and this was not enough to qualify for sectionals. But they did get to play one more game against a team much like them.. it's just one more game for the seniors to play and just have fun and not worry about having to win.
They played our neighboring town Mohawk, and i was not able to make it home for the game. So I had to be updated on the phone by my mom. The night they played was awful out, they had thunderstorms and rain so hard you could barley see but eventually after delaying the game for an hour so so they started to play. As you can imagine it was a mud hole out on the field and the ball was slipping everywhere. As it turns out Mohawk played better than our team that night and when I called my dad he told me that they had lost.
In the mean time my boyfriend was out visiting me that weekend and he is from Mohawk, so we were both on the phone with our parents at the same time asking about the game. After we got off the phone he was rubbing it in my face that Mohawk had won and then he told me that he parents said after the game was over, and the field being the mud pit that it was, the Mohawk football team starting celebrating and sliding all over the field in the mud..
..I got pretty mad about this because one I was upset for my brother, i know how badly he wanted to end his season on a win and how much he was going to miss football.. and i also think that is something you don't do at another persons field. I could see if it was your home field, go ahead do whatever you want, but its not acceptable at someone else's field.. and I said this to him and we ended up getting in a fight over it because he said they were just having fun and playing in the mud.. which they very well could have been doing, but its just the principle that you don't celebrate like that on someone else's field when its their last home game of the season. To this day he still doesn't agree with me, but maybe he would see it differently if his brother was a senior, because his brother who plays for Mohawk is only a sophomore and still has two more years to play on that field.. my brother didn't, that was his last night. I really think it just comes down to the coaching and discipline that these kids are getting today it just doesn't hold up to the standards anymore.

todays a good day..

..the mets and the giants both won, im happy cause at first i didn't know if either of them were going to pull it off. The mets were winning and they found a way to let the other team get back in it.. they have the problem alot it seems latley. But after 11 innings, they won 7-6 over the marlins. Andd the giants, i was home ealier today and i was watching the game with my dad cause hes a big giants fan and its sort of rubbed off on me... they were down i think 17- 3, maybe it wasnt that much.. but they were doing crappy and my dad was getting pissed. I watched as much as I could but then i had to drive back and when my family to tell them that i got here, my dad told me that the giants won 24-17.. which is amazing, he said the defense decided to show up in the 2nd half, and im glad they did or i would have had to hear all about it from him.

Fire Drills

The other night the towers had a fire drill around 9ish maybe, i cant really remember.. me and my friend were watching a movie and it scared the shit outta us. Cause the alarms in the towers arn't like the newer fire alarms, you know the ones that just kind of beep. And for anyone who lives or lived in the towers they know what im talking about.. these alarms are more like bells, something you think you would see in a firehouse.. and they are soooo loud.
So we make our way outside and stand out there for awhile, the firemen come and go in and do what they have to do and then we get to go back in.. great
Well monday morning someone thought it would be a good idea to have a fire drill at 6:30 am.. hmm, well im sorry but your going to wake me up at 6:30 in the morning to go stand outside in 30 degree weather then something best be on fire! 6:30 is no time for a practice fire drill.. end of story

Fall

Im so happy that it's been trying to cool off a little this past week.. fall is my favorite season. I hate coming back to school because I know it's going to be crazy hot for the first couple weeks. Fall is my favorite season because of the temperature, cause i really hate being too hot and I don't mind the cold. Fall is perfect, you can walk to class and not be a mess when you get there cause its so hot. I also like fall because it's really pretty up here, and at home.. everything just looks better when all the trees are different colors. I love the smell of fall too, and I know that may sound weird, but I think fall has a different scent to it. Like I think fall smells like apples and campfire.. and campfire is my favorite smell in the whole world.
I also really enjoy fall because at home there is this place called Fly Creek, and they have the bestttt apples and apple cider and I love both of them. My family and I always go there together.. so when I think of fall, I also think of them.
Fall is football season, and I love watching high school, college and pro football.. I think my favorite to watch right now is high school cause you get to be outside, and my brother plays so that makes it more exciting for me. I feel like fall is a really great sports season, you have football, soccer, field hockey.. these sports are fun to watch and i also think to play.

High School Sports..

For me there is nothing like high school sports.. I really enjoyed my high school sport experience and some days I wish I was back there. At my high school you either played sports, and if you played sports you were usually a three sport athlete, or you sang and were in the school plays. Well singing was def not for me, and when I was younger my parents had me playing soccer, but they are not the kind of parents that push you to do what they want.. because I later found out I liked gymnastics so I did that until 7th grade, where I had to choose gymnastics or playing sports that the school offered, and I decided to play for the school.
I played field hockey, basketball and softball all throughout my high school career, and I loved it. Sports are a pretty big deal in our school, so whenever there was a game going on that night there was always a decent crowd there.
I'd say the biggest sport in our town are football. Football season was my favorite.. my town is kinda like that town in friday night lights, where everyone goes to the games and gets all into it, minus the win at all cost or we hate you thing that goes on in that movie.. anyways..
Games were always on fridays with a few excpetions for saturday games, but if it was a friday game, that whole friday was consumed by football. . I know it's a little corny but all the guys would come wearing their jerseys and the girls would be wearing their other one, the cheerleaders were all dressed up and 'spirit ribbons' were sold to wear on your clothing. . After school all the guys would go up to the park at the end of our school and I don't really know what they do up there, but its just tradition, the whole team is up there and then they go to the team dinner, and after that it's game time..
The games start at 7:00, and I lived really close to my high school so around 6:00 you would know that they were warming up cause you could hear the music comming from the field. If you were going to the game, you showed up at 6:30ish, cause if you didnt, you wouldnt have a seat and you would be standing.. All games start the same, you know, introductions, coin toss, guys get in the huddle, jump around, yell and then the kick off..
After the game if it had gone well for our team, then they would make their way over to the victory bell located at the front of our high school. The victory bell was a class gift left to our school from a graduating class a really long time ago, the bell has taken some beatings over some time and is no longer shiny, but cracked and chiped but i think that just adds to its appeal.. so on nights of a win, all the players usually starting with the captains, and working there was down until the last person, the head coach get to take their turn and ring the bell.. so probably somewere between 30-50 people, and the opposite teams bus is usually parked somewhere near there, oh well..

Small Towns

I know everyone thinks that upstate new york is all farms, and small towns and hicks.. and sometimes they are right.. but first lets get this straight, upstate is not everything north of the city.. and yeah the towns are small and there are farms, but not everyone is a hick and says ya'll.
I'm from a really small town in central ny, its about an hour and a half north east of here, its called Ilion.. im sure not many people have heard of it. It's in the mohawk valley and there are many small surrounding towns. We have one fast food place, 3 pizza places, a couple gas stations, 1 high school and a lot of churches. I graduated with 98 kids in my class and a good percent of them were kids that couldnt cut it the year before so had to graduate with my class... most people graduate with 500-1000 kids in their class, we had about 900 kids in the whole school.
I really love being from upstate ny though, its really a beautiful place to live. There is a lot of open land, not farms, just open land.. everything is not covered with big office buildings, or stores or food places.
I really don't mind being from a small town either.. when I was younger I really disliked where I live because I thought it was soo boring and that nothing was ever going on, but moving away from there last year it made me realize how much of love home. I think one of the main reasons why I love it there is because i have a huge family on both my mom and my dads side and most of them all live in the valley... it's probally because it's a great, safe place to raise a family.
My friends here at school used to make fun of me for living upstate.. but a couple of my friends came home with me to visit my family, and my one friend really liked it there, she said its nice to have a change from such a fast paced life.. so i think before anyone disses upstate they need to visit it

I no longer need an alarm clock..

Why do I no longer need an alarm clock.. well if you have lived any where on campus within im guessing a 20 foot radius of any of the dumpsters then you know why I no longer need an alarm clock...
The Cortland garbage trucksss..
Last year I lived in Randall hall and when the first week came around I got the shit scared out of me one morning at roughly 6 o'clock.. (yes, i only lived on the 2nd floor and i was lucky enough to have the dumpster right below my window, but anyways..) the first time i heard it, it sounded like someone was comming through the walls, its that loud.. clashing of metal on metal and the plastic doors slamming again and again because i have to believe that they just throw those dumpsters around for fun in the small hours of the morning. I remember jumping out of bed and yelling cause i had no idea what was going on. When i woke up that morning I asked my roomie if she had heard the same thing and she had, we were pissed that we got an early wake up call but we figured it woundnt happen all the time.. we were wrong.
Soo went the whole year dealing with these garbage trucks, and finally at the end of the year i was so ready to get out of that room and move into the towers where i thought those damn garbage trucks could never find me again..
Well again I was wrong, a couple days into this year and those damn trucks are outside my window, crashing and back to their old ways, prolly laughing at me because im now awake at the lovely hour of 6.
I live on the 6th floor, so I do feel for the kids that are anywhere below us because im sure it only gets louder, and makes you want to kill yourself that much more as you go down the floors.
I think my favorite days are when not only the trucks come around for their daily parade, but also whens its the same day to drag the law mowers across the grass and let the young children out loose to scream and be amazingly not cute..