and other than a few <17> you's ---no real big deal even though I was ringing my cowbell at a pretty good clip during most of it.
I did have a Grandma bear bump into me on the sidewalk and say to me pretty loudly--"Hey watch where your going" and 3-4 frat boys must have thought it was their grandma. I too like another poster here said that I have learned where and when to pick my battles and this wasnt one of them I wanted to get started-------a few beers later maybe, but I had no backup with me that I could rely on to help the situation.
I did see the most typical om prick however---some guy sitting under a tent in his chair, legs crossed like a woman, sweater vest on and scarf tied around his neck, holding a damn Pomerranian dog in his lap.
Wish i could have gotten a picture of that.
Asfar as om infighting---best of that was after the game and I'm standing around waiting to use one of the Hotty toddy poddies or whatever they are called and this girl comes walking by and she is talking loudly to "someone"--- about 10 ft or so behind her is boyfriend or husband pulling a huge cooler and she is still on his *** saying something about you acting an idiot tonight, etc. He tries to say something to her in a garbled, drunk voice and she yells back <17> You! -- He says something else and she turns again and says <17> You!! and keeps heading into the nightime abyss. I would be safe on saying he didnt have a very good night.
I did have a Grandma bear bump into me on the sidewalk and say to me pretty loudly--"Hey watch where your going" and 3-4 frat boys must have thought it was their grandma. I too like another poster here said that I have learned where and when to pick my battles and this wasnt one of them I wanted to get started-------a few beers later maybe, but I had no backup with me that I could rely on to help the situation.
I did see the most typical om prick however---some guy sitting under a tent in his chair, legs crossed like a woman, sweater vest on and scarf tied around his neck, holding a damn Pomerranian dog in his lap.
Wish i could have gotten a picture of that.
Asfar as om infighting---best of that was after the game and I'm standing around waiting to use one of the Hotty toddy poddies or whatever they are called and this girl comes walking by and she is talking loudly to "someone"--- about 10 ft or so behind her is boyfriend or husband pulling a huge cooler and she is still on his *** saying something about you acting an idiot tonight, etc. He tries to say something to her in a garbled, drunk voice and she yells back <17> You! -- He says something else and she turns again and says <17> You!! and keeps heading into the nightime abyss. I would be safe on saying he didnt have a very good night.