My Least Favorite Season of the Year - Off Season; Introducing "I Remember Mondays."

Okay. Okay.  I realize that there is still football being played - somewhere - in the world - in Pittsburgh - and that the real "low" season doesn't start until May - but I'm already missing football.

So, I thought a great way to combat some of the off season blahs would be to institute (or reinstitute) some "theme days!"  (i do love a theme)

I don't want to crowd the week with some meaningless monikers - but, I don't see any harm in resurrecting "Friday Football Fan Fare" - and maybe the occasional "Tuesday Tailgate Talk."

But, first and foremost, "I Remember Mondays" will be a new "theme post" topic - where we share some of our football, tailgating, etc memories.

To get started, I thought I'd share a story that I was thinking about this weekend.  I'm not sure what triggered this memory - but it made me smile - and I was also pleased to remember that I had memorialized it in a post over on 2theLion.blogspot.com.

This happened on November 18, 2006 - it was the last game of the season - Penn State v Michigan State... (great "Italian" themed tailgate, btw)

The funniest moment of the day was early on, while we were still setting up. I was sitting down, arranging the cookies on a platter when suddenly, out of the corner of my eye I see something hit the ground and splatter up toward my leg/boot - simultaneously I hear shouting and laughter - My first thought was "why the heck are those kids playing water balloons?" - it wasn't a water balloon - it was an egg - and it had hit me. After 30 seconds of confusion - I come to understand that, for charity, 2 kids (later identified as "Target Girl" and "Money Boy") are going around the parking lot "selling" eggs and letting "you" throw them at them. The young lady (Target Girl) was wearing a clear trash bag and a bullseye on her torso with "MSU" written across it - Apparently a gentleman 5 CARS DOWN THE HILL had purchased one such egg and so egregiously missed the mark that it flew up to our spot, and my pant leg. Much hooting and hollering could be heard from their tailgate - and, by the time the purveyors of eggs reached our spot - I had already told Tailgate Maven - "I'm getting an egg" - a look of wicked childhood glee crossed her face (one reserved for 2nd and middle children) - By this time the young man who had thrown the egg had come up to apologize - I gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder and said "Don't worry about it. I'm getting an egg". To make the story a little bit longer - I did buy an egg (from Money Boy) - and target girl obligingly stood in front of me as I lofted my egg (pre-cracked - a tip from Money Boy) into the air - for the second time in my life the winds of the gods of fair play guided my projectile to its mark - and I hit the kid right on the numbers of his jersey - the egg bounced off his belly and smashed to the ground. Cue eruption of laughter. I think the kid was surprised that I actually threw it at him - which was odd, because I told him I was going to.

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