I can't believe this is finally happening!

Pardon this sentimentality, but it's moments like this that I really have to look at life.  I mean, I was still in high school when "The Lord of the Rings" movies came out (okay - I was in my first year of college when "Return of the King" came out, but still).  It's very unlikely that I'll see "The Hobbit" with the same group of friends I saw LotR with - most are married, some with kids and all are living far away from me.  Plus, I really don't keep in contact with them (one of the great blessings of moving before graduation).  But some of my best memories from high school are congregating at someone's house to watch the Extended Edition DVDs - even if some of the people there couldn't care less about the actual movie (who invited them?  Honestly...)

So, maybe it's silly that I'm looking at the initial production stages of "The Hobbit" and getting a little emotional about it (Me? Get emotional?  No!), but I measure life's events with fandom.  It really doesn't feel like much has changed since then, but in reality it has.  Anyway - I'm going to stop before I sound even more stupid than I think I am.

- Speaking of sentimentality - most of the kids at school were gone today.  The few that were there were getting Prom decorated and stuff, so I ended up with no students.  I got my stuff done for the library, so I went in to the gym to watch Mrs. L and the special ed student, D, play Around the World.  Long story short, I wound up playing with them.  It was nice to be shooting baskets again.  I even made one from almost half-court - which NEVER happened in my center-forward basketball career in high school (three-pointers?  NU-UH!  I always blocked the middle under the basket.  I had MAD DEFENSE SKILLZ ^_^).

No, serious - it really felt good to do that today.  I need to get out from behind my desk at school and go shoot hoops more often, especially when I have moments of boredom at work.  I think I would just rather play by myself and not in front of other people, even if those "other people" are my students (I'm just odd that way, I guess).
I really should find reason to post more often.

We just came back from the Delta boys' basketball game - talk about nostalgia!  I haven't been to the Palladium since before my mission (and that was my brother's senior year - he's been out of high school almost three years now).  It was an intense game - double overtime.  I think our boys could have pulled it out, but they got called for a ticky-tack traveling and made some goofy passes.  But it was fun anyway.

Today also marks halfway done with the school year (for the kids, anyway).  They sure do leave things to the last minute (oy...) - I'm going to be punching in final scores all weekend to get things done in time for next week.

The principal called me in his office yesterday - just to chat about how things are going, nothing serious.  He wondered if I would like to give teaching a try and do the alternative route to licensure.  I thought about it... for all of two minutes.  I really don't want to teach - there's too much stress involved.  It would be nice being at a small(ish) school, but I would likely get a job at a bigger school where it's harder to keep track of the students.  Plus, you know there are always going to be those kids that give you a hard time over the fact they haven't turned in their work and they want to make a big stink about having a bad grade.  And I have to do MORE school and incur MORE debt.  No thank you.  I think I will stick to being the librarian - still has its own set of challenges, but I think I'd prefer dealing with those.

Also - I'm trying to find this picture of me from when I was five years old (a certain one, mind you.  I didn't just wake up with a craving).  When I was five, I found this pair of red plastic glasses rims - probably from a pair of kiddie sunglasses with the lenses removed.  I started wearing them because I thought they made me look smarter (I kid you not).  I think I even wore them to school a few times.  There's a picture of me playing outside with my sister and I have them on and I look adorable.  I want to find it just because I want proof that I wore "brainy specs" before I even knew what the heck they were (I was destined for geekdom from the start - it was inevitable).

I should go to bed now.  The thing about double overtime games is that you get home much later than you intended (and cheering at basketball games is very exhausting).

Oh ... by the way - GO PACKERS! (my team's out of the playoffs, so I have to cheer for somebody.  I'll also be happy with the Steelers if they get through.)


Feb. 23rd, 2010 03:05 pm
So, up on the front page of Yahoo is a story celebrating that the Atlanta Hawks beat the Jazz in Salt Lake City - a feat that they haven't accomplished for 17 years.

To which I ask The Greater Cosmos - WHY MUST YOU CELEBRATE THINGS THAT MEAN MY TEAM LOSES??  You don't celebrate the things that my team does well.  But nooo... we have to celebrate the mediocre Hawks when the Jazz are making another run for the playoffs.  Quit picking on my team.

All I have to say is that Sloan probably said some naughty words last night.  Just as well - they deserve to get it handed to them.

...sigh... I'm still waiting for that trophy, Davey Checketts.
Oh boy - classes are formally DONE!!! Even though I didn't have as much to stress about as the rest of everyone else, it still felt good to say "Sweet Mother Freedom!!"

But the Political Science class had to give me one last parting shot of stupidity. The topic of today's lecture was "Church and State" and why religion in the public sector has been controversial as of late. The lecture went on with the usual blather about "no one really knows what the Founders intended" and Supreme Court decisions about religion in schools and what-have-you, when some enterprising, "I'm-a-college-freshman-so-I'm-smarter-than-you" twerp raised her hand and asked (oh, and she was from "back East," if that tells you anything) "How do public schools in Utah get away with letting LDS students have religious instruction during the school day?"

The professor (who is from both California and Massachusetts and didn't raise his kids in Utah) confessed he didn't know anything about it, but then passed the judgment: "It's unconstitutional."

For those who don't know, in Utah (and perhaps in parts of Idaho - I'm not 100% sure) there is a program where public high schools allow students to take one class period as "Release Time" and they go off-campus during the school day to a nearby LDS Church-owned building for a religious class known as Seminary. This is completely optional and voluntary, but, as a Seminary graduate myself, it's a favorite time of day where you can just go and get above all the secular BS that exists in public schools. Outside of Utah (and in the little godless corner of Utah where I spent my senior year of high school) where they don't allow Release Time Seminary, they have Early Morning Seminary where high school kids get up early in the morning and go to either the nearby Church building or a member's home and have Seminary there. As far as Release Time is concerned, there is some accountability (like, you actually have to be where you say you're going to be or you won't be allowed to have Release Time anymore) and it's also opened for students who are doing internships or working during the school day. It's not just for religious purposes.

I'm sure something has happened and I just don't know about it - there are so many anti-Mormon idiots in Utah nowadays - but all we need is a Supreme Court case debating whether or not Release Time Seminary is unconstitutional. *sigh...* Some days, I wonder if Brother Brigham didn't have to the right idea when he tried to make Deseret its own country...

Oh well, enough political crap - it's picture time!!! I'm a day late and a dollar short, but here are the pictures from the basketball game on Wednesday (cut for picspam):

Show Me the True-Blooded Aggie! )

I'm trying to listen to the radio on my computer, but my speakers keep fritzing out. I think some internal component of my speakers is worn out. I'll be listening to something and all of a sudden, the sound will cut out. I have to press down on the right side of my laptop until (if) it comes back on. Just one more evidence that I need a new computer (sigh... Well, Chris pointed out that Christmas is coming and I could ask Santa for his credit card and get something nice for myself ^_^)
(x-posted from Blogspot)

USU-byu basketball game tonight. It was "Adventures in Hardcore Fandom" to the extreme.

First, you have to get in line, which some enterprising individuals started YESTERDAY at 4:30 pm - set up a tent and everything! By 3:00 this afternoon, my roommate called to tell me that the line was around the Spectrum and all the way to the HPER building, so I might want to think about going to stand in line. Also, I was planning on going with some friends who both worked until later, so it would behoove me to go save a place for us.

So, I went. It wasn't too bad - then the sun went down. Holy. Crap. Can you say "Frostbite?" Some people standing next to me in line started playing "Ninja Destruction," a game that should have more movement than it does to keep you warm, but I was still freezing. I texted one of the friends coming with me, asking her to bring a blanket. She texted me back saying she didn't have one, but would I like hot chocolate? She brought the goods - and it was HOT. But I chugged it down like it was Gatorade. It warmed me up for a little while.

THEN - it was finally time to go into the Spectrum. We were dang lucky - I swear they shut the doors right after we swiped our student ID cards. Now a new problem: finding seats. I think some people snuck in without checking their cards, so there were NO SEATS in the student section -_-' We tried to commandeer some season ticket holders' seat - until they showed up :( Then we tried to stand in the aisle without getting caught. But some "nice" people pointed out two empty seats next to them and we took them before security could come clean us out of the aisles (I'll explain why "nice" is in quotations in a moment).

Oh - I made signs for this game. But we were so far up - we were behind the giant American flag in the corner, so if I held up my signs, no one would be able to see them. I compensated by holding them lower - but then the teeny-bopper freshmen behind me (who wouldn't know a basketball from a... never mind...) kept whining that they couldn't see and the "nice" guy next to me kept glaring. But, there were a couple of short Mexican kids in front of me who no savvy loco Americanos and they sat down frequently so I could display my signs without angering the locals.

And this is the best part - a few rows down, another kid had a sign that he kept holding up (it wasn't blocking anything). The "nice" guy next to me yelled for him to put it down, but he didn't hear him (try hearing anything more than six inches away when the Spectrum is in full basketball mode). "Nice" Guy procures an empty water bottle and chucks it at Sign Boy, beaning him on the head. Sign Boy looks around for the culprit - I discreetly jab my thumb in the direction of "nice" guy - Sign Boy sees it and flips "Nice" Guy" off. I felt vindicated. If I couldn't directly annoy byu fans, at least I got the jerk next to me flipped off.

Oh yeah, the game: I will say this - I'm thankful my boys shot poorly in the first half and not in the second half. Every time they let the long bomb go, I wanted to crawl in a hole. I had flashbacks of last Saturday, it was so bad. But we pulled it out and I am happy. The last USU game I attended before I graduated two years ago, we played Idaho and we lost. That was not a happy thing. I'm glad that they won this game, which is the actual last game I got to see as a USU student. The fact that it was byu is icing on the cake.

Even though I didn't get people to see my signs - people in line liked them. Other sign-makers weren't as creative. One doof just wrote "byu isn't very good." I don't want to disparage my fellow Aggies, but what kind of creativity does that take? Another sign said "Cats lick themselves" (WTF?) and one just said "byu swallows." I simply can't believe it - I had at least ten clever ideas and that's the kind of crap you come up with? I think you need to be behind the flag in the nosebleeds.

Though the best one that wasn't mine (face it, mine were pretty good) was "Coach Rose still owes me gas money from last year." There were plenty referencing max hall's idiocy (we even got to chant "Classless" at the few byu dorks that made the trip. I was shocked that they were even there - I thought they could only find Vegas).

All in all - a happy day. Revenge is a dish best served cold (cold here meaning sub-zero temperatures - my thumbs still haven't recovered).

(What kind of name is "Jimmer?" Seriously - what were your parents smoking?)

I have pictures, but it's late and I don't feel like fighting with LJ to get them up here. They are at my Blogspot blog, so you can look there if you have a desperate, burning desire to see them. If not, they'll be up here tomorrow, most likely.
It's just my luck. You know, I've cheered for the Utah Jazz and the Utah Utes (football and basketball) all my life. I've seen these teams have success, but never win any championships. They've come close, but never got there, much to my disappointment and many tears (ask me about a Jazz Finals game I went to when I was 13. Heartbreaking...).

So, in order to be more "diverse" Davey Checketts brings Euro-trash - I mean, soccer - to Salt Lake. And wouldn't you know it, they would win their retarded championship. The one pro team in Utah I hate - and they win their championship (after having a losing season, it seems). There is no justice in this world. This idiotic Real Salt Lake team has only been around for - what - five years? The only people who will be celebrating are all the illegal Mexicans. What about us white folk that have been holding out for one of our American teams to do well? This is SO not fair!!

How the crap do you win by tying? What kind of stupid game is this? What kind of stupid name is Real Salt Lake? Can't you at least have a real team name? This isn't Spain - this is the Wasatch Front. We're not trying to impress people here. If you want to be accepted in this country, have a name like - Tigers or Bulldogs. We're not France or England or any other stupid country in Europe. And we're sure as heck not Mexico (contrary to what some people might think).

I hate soccer (or as I like to call it, Cat-Herding). Because it's popular in Europe and the "world" likes it and they tell Americans that we have to like it, I hate it. I could be more tolerant of it if they weren't so snotty about it.

I will say this: at least they don't have "Utah" in their name. I don't have to cheer for them. I don't live in Salt Lake. They have no claim on me and I have no claim on them. Just like I don't live in Provo, so I don't cheer for BYU (there are other reasons, but that's the relevant one right now). If it was Real Utah - I'd move to Nevada.

Now the Jazz need to win the Finals. It's only fair. They've been in town longer and they've been denied for more years. More importantly - I've been denied for longer than soccer's been around. Cough up, NBA, NCAA.

(Barring that, Davey Checketts can fork out some money and give Utah an NFL team. If the Rams still stink it up in St. Louis - they can move to Salt Lake. They wouldn't even have to change their initials. Checketts owes us for this humiliation).
Delta just finished their regular season last night with a win over North Sanpete.  This means, with an undefeated record in region play, Delta takes the Region 8 title (actually, they had the region title sewed up on Wednesday by beating Juan Diego, but as Bill Belichick can tell you, it's much sweeter to win at the end).  Overall, counting preseason as well, Delta owns a 19-2 record - the best 3A record in the state (even better than media-darlings Judge Memorial)

Sadly, Delta's playoff game is a week from today (who we play is still a mystery - we have to have a coin flip over who took fifth in Regions 10 and 11 and there seems to be a little contention over the results), which means last night was my last high school basketball game in quite some time and the last one I get to watch my brother play in ever T_T

But I have to say, those boys played one heck of a season.  This is the first time in 30+ years that Delta has won a region title outright (they've tied for first a few times) and they deserve it.  They've played hurt, they've played sick (we didn't find out until after the game, but my brother had a migraine the whole game last night yet he still kicked in 6 points, a handful of rebounds and some tough defense), they've played under taunts of "overrated" (which, that is crap) and teasing about the mascot (it's inevitable when you're the Rabbits - but I think it's made them tough.  Kind of a like the song "A Boy Named Sue"), they've played games in which there was blatant favoritism against them on the part of the officials (that's not sour grapes. Even last night, there was a guy that must surely have been from Fairview or something.  They're even lodging an official complaint, it was that bad) -- and yet these boys always showed up to compete.  They even battled the 5A monster Bingham and only lost by 6 points -- tell me that doesn't take guts.

Whoever Delta plays next week, it'll be a great game and then it's off to the State Tournament (barring any unforeseen misfortune at the playoff game).  They've made a great run and they've been awesome, but they've also been respectful and made themselves and their fans proud.  They aren't cocky and there isn't "ONE BIG STAR" that has to hog all the attention.  The boys are all friends and they all contribute and they all congratulate each other when they have good games.  I'm really proud of them.

Good luck guys and Take State!
Now it's been over a week?  In my defense, I have been away from internet access since last Thursday.  Plus, I spent last Wednesday and Thursday substituting at the school again.

So, yeah, here's my life since then.  Be warned: it's long.  Just pick a cut link and here we go!

Oh stink, Fred Thompson's out of the presidential race.  Well, maybe Romney will make him the VP candidate.  In the meantime, I need to go thaw.
Last update for a little while.  Pending my parents' plans being finalized (which won't be until five minutes before we leave), I will be out of internet range (my Lappy doesn't get to go 'cause Mom's got all kind of Christmas goodies to pack in.  Happy for Christmas!  Sad for no Lappy T_T).  But there shall be all kind of happy high school basketball action - Delta's ranked first in the 3A!! (click the link, scroll down a skoash). That's what happens when the BIG 5A 2960-students MONSTER Bingham High only beats you by 6 (instead of 40, as was predicted).  Not bad for a little-bitty 469-students school out in the sticks.

I'm pleased to say that Bingham's fans were impressed by us last Saturday.  My sister was in the bathroom after the game and overheard some of Bingham's moms marvel at how tall our guys are (we've got one 6'8" center and my brother's 6'5" and all our guards are 6'0" and thereabouts) and also how good our guys were.  I'm really proud of them.  The best part about Delta sports is that we know how little we are (numbers-wise, we should be in the 2A - the cut-off between 2A and 3A is 500 students), but we still show up to compete against the bigger schools.  I mean, Bingham could send in a fresh and rested 5-man troop every quarter, but Delta's guys had to play pretty much the whole game (we did have some subs go in, but not at the frequency of Bingham's).  Personally, I'm counting the "loss" against Bingham as a win because our guys played their guts out.

So now, they've got a big three-game road trip starting tomorrow, which is where we're all going (Delta's fans may be few, but we're dedicated - I swear the whole town travels to all the away games.  Okay, it's really just the families of the players, but it's fun).

In other fun (for those on my f-list who aren't sports-oriented), here's a meme I snagged from [profile] rosevixen.  Enjoy!
5 Favorite Things Meme

(warning, my tastes are wide and varied.  Reading this meme may cause the following symptoms: uncontrolled eye twitch, head spinning, hives, low resale value on your home, and a tendency to go "WTF?!!!" at random times in the ensuing months)

Sheesh, I check my f-list for the first time all weekend and nobody's done a thing.  You'd think it was summertime.

I got the Lappy back on Friday (and there was much rejoicing in the land).  She's almost good as new, but I have to figure out how to get the backup files installed back onto the hard drive.  I have most of the important stuff back, but Microsoft Office is being a whore.  I was going to take it to my uncle over the weekend, but he was sick with heatstroke or something, so I'll have to wait on that.

Anyway, the story of how I braved insane Wasatch Front drivers to secure the hostage: CompUSA called while I was at work, so I decided to take a slight detour (oh... about ten block detour) after work, but the problem is that I forgot that it was Friday and everyone would be eating each other trying to get home for the weekend.  And there was construction in a number of places.  It was quite the harrowing experience, but like all such experiences, you learn to leave work at 4:00 and go straight home away from the psycho Friday 500 races.

Then my brother's basketball team was at the U for summer basketball camp.  It was fun to go watch them play against teams from much bigger schools and even more fun to see the family.  Except that my dad volunteered me to take some of the boys halfway home on Saturday after the camp was over (my mom met me at the halfway point, so I didn't have to go all the way to Delta).  I wouldn't have minded, except I was kinda planning to go to the park with some friends on Saturday afternoon and my dad didn't even ask me if I could play chauffeur.  By the time he even informed me I would be performing this service, it was too late to tell the coach that I couldn't.  Blech.

But in really good news: I found an apartment to move into!  It's in a fairly nice complex in Holladay (with a pool! My bedroom overlooks it, which could be good or bad, depending on who's down there at the time) and I can actually afford it.  I'm planning on moving the weekend of the 13th (seeing as how the Order of the Phoenix movie got moved up), but I probably could move earlier if I wanted to.  The funniest part is that the girl I'll be rooming with was actually my neighbor in Logan last summer.  I didn't know it her advertising until she answered the door when first I went to see the place.  Funny how these things work out...

My sister went home to the desert with the rest of the family, so I'm on my own for the weekend.  I've just been making friends with TV Links and re-watching "24" season 4.  The problem is that some of the eps don't work and I've been deprived of the major Tony/Michelle moments of that season (which I am a shameless sucker for) and even some of the more tender Jack/Audrey scenes (which everyone is required by law to love and I don't care who you vote for).

Holy crap! It's quarter after eleven and I have work at eight tomorrow morning!  I just realized I'm tired.  G'night!

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat

PS, The infamous politically charged rant?  Scroll down a few posts if you really want to read it.  Just to advertise... you don't have to...
Jazz lost to San Antonio and SA is going to the NBA Finals.  Honestly, I'm glad that the Jazz lasted as long as they did because, as rabid and loyal a fan as I am, I also know when to be realistic.  The end of the Jazz's season was not very hopeful, but they kicked Houston and Golden State out of the playoffs when people were saying Houston would sweep the Jazz and the Jazz suck and blahdy-blah, etc, piss me off.

But, no.  The Jazz made a great run at the playoffs and I actually got to see some games (I never got to watch while I was in school, but I was able to keep tabs on the box scores and things).  It reminded me a lot of the Stockton-Malone glory days and I reveled in every aspect of it.  Now that the team has had this playoff experience, they can get better and find what works and what didn't work and get ready for next season.  I'm optimistic for next year and I'm also ready to cheer for San Antonio (it's always been my policy - if I can't cheer for the Jazz, I cheer for the Spurs.  Besides, I'm sick of hearing about great LeBron James or the Detriot Pistons are.  The West is going to win, just you watch.  Because of that, I don't feel too bad that we lost).

The bad thing is that now I have to listen to only how wonderful it is to have a professional soccer team in Utah, which is actually a load of bullshit.  We won't hear anything good about the Utah Blaze, which is our Arena Football League (remember football? Hitting, running, passing, scoring, testosterone, real men?), but Real Salt Lake is that loser Dave Checketts baby and he's so wonderful and I want to puke?  Though, there was something funny on the radio today.  One radio commentator said that a RSL fan could read a book better than a Utah Blaze fan, to which I replied that the only book the RSL fan could read would be Dora the Explorer (Go! Diego Go! means run over that border, Diego! -- I never said my blog would be politically correct, and thankfully so).  The only people who like soccer are illegals and yuppies from South Jordan.

Go Jazz! (and would RSL please relocate?  Or can little Davey Checketts pony up some dough to get a real sport in Utah -- like an NFL team?  I think he owes us that after all this humiliation).

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
THE UTAH JAZZ ARE BACK IN THE WESTERN CONFERENCE FINALS AFTER A NINE YEAR ABSENCE!!!!!  This certainly merits a Chinese-Firedrill-Type lap around the house in complete and total fan-giddiness!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!

I know I ought to be asleep, but who cares?! (blame it on TNT scheduling us for the late game)  I have to post my happiness to the world!!!

The last time I was this excited  was when John Stockton made that three-pointer in the Conference Finals against Houston to send the Jazz to the NBA Finals the first year (the second year, we all knew we were going to cream the Lakers, but it was cool anyway).  This is almost just as fantastic because everyone has been predicting the Jazz would flop out the first chance they got (they tried a couple of times -- I guess they like to keep things interesting for the fans).

This Jazz team reminds me so much of the teams that went to the Finals.  First off, you've got your extremely well-rounded roster of players.  It's not just one or two players running the show.  We have the starting five (Boozer, Williams, Kirilenko, Fisher and Okur -- who my dad affectionately calls "The Goon Squad" [they may not be pretty, but they get the job done]), but then we've got Harpring off the bench (who is brilliant when he's spot-on), Dee Brown who can pick it up when the other guards get in foul trouble, and Paul Millsap (who I want to bake cookies for and I'll explain why in a minute).  Our bench is so deep for when we need to make changes in the lineups or when they just need a break.  Now, back in the day, we had the legendary Stockton-to-Malone, but there was also Jeff Hornacek, Antoine Carr, Bryon Russell, Adam Keefe and even the lovable goober, Greg Ostertag (we never said the center position was our best).

Paul Millsap is a rookie, but he reminds me so much of John Stockton in his attitude and his character.  Maybe it's just because he's a rookie and still learning the ropes, but Millsap can come out, kick your butt and make you like it.  He doesn't show off or anything; he just goes out there and gets the job done.  If he gets a double-double in the process, that's just because that's what's going to win the game for his team.  And he is freaking amazing on the court.  I sincerely hope the Jazz keep him and I hope that he stays this awesome because that's what I miss about Stockton retiring.  I've never liked the NBA going to this showboat-alley-oop-circus-jungle-ball style just to sell tickets.  When Stockton retired, I thought we'd probably lose the last shred of dignity the NBA had, but as long as players like Millsap come along, I think things will be fine. </gush>

Now, I am a dedicated Jazz fan (having watched them rabidly since I was gumming Gerbers), but I do know a challenging situation when I see it and I know when the boys need a little tough love from the fans (not that they're ever going to hear it, but they make enough bone-headed mistakes that it makes me feel better).  We're going to end up playing either Phoenix or San Antonio, neither of which is going to be a cake walk, especially since we won't have home court advantage no matter who we end up playing.  All season long, the Jazz have played a lot of close games.  Some they won, but some (especially in the home stretch at the end) they gave up.  Tonight was pretty darn hairy.  For a few minutes, it looked like the only two who didn't want to go back to Golden State were Fisher and Kirilenko (how do you miss a set of three free throws from flagrant and technical fouls?!)  If we get San Antonio, history is not on our side.  I don't think the Jazz have won on the road in San Antonio since 1994 (I could be wrong on my year, but it's somewhere in that general area).  Phoenix is wickedly amazing and either one is going to be tough to beat.  I certainly don't think we'll be scared, but looking at the situation realistically, it's going to be hard and I wouldn't be surprised if we didn't make it (surprised, no; disappointed, yes).

On the other hand, if we did win and make it to the Finals, I would be able to turn and go NEENER, NEENER to all those fair-weather fans who only follow the Jazz when they're good and who told me that it was stupid to cheer for a team when everyone I grew up watching was gone and that it was stupid just to cheer for a logo and assorted other bullshit that I hate taking from all these retarded bandwagon jumpers.

I can dream, can't I?

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat

PS, I have another reason for wanting the Jazz to continue: Anything to keep Dave Checketts and the incredibly stupid Real Salt Lake soccer team off the major sports headlines.  The only good thing about this asinine venture is that the team bears only Salt Lake City's name and not Utah's.  I'm not from Salt Lake City and hence, have no obligation to cheer for them.  I am from Utah, so I can happily cheer for the Utah Jazz, the Utah Blaze arena football, the University of Utah and Utah State University.  See the difference?
We LOST!! *sob* I tried to see angels, I really did! *sob, sob, hiccup*

(66 points if you get the reference.  Four more if you feel my pain.  One more to take it to overtime.)

The Aggies lost their first home game in a long-o time-o.  To freaking Fresno State of all people!  And it was completely our fault!  It would have been better if we'd lost to Nevada on Thursday because at least we could cuss out the refs.  In fact, I've never been to a home game where we lost and poor officiating wasn't a factor.  We had it... and we lost it... We were shooting wild three pointers IN THE FIRST HALF and not getting defensive rebounds and just stupid mistakes.  We were leading the whole stinking time and we gave it up in the end.  To top off my wonderful evening, BYU beat Utah by a lot.  I said some not nice things when the announcer man came out and said that.  What a way to go...

I hope, I hope, I hope that we make a good showing at the WAC tournament next week.  If we don't, I'm going to be extremely unhappy.

I can't blog now.  I need to go cry.

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat

Countdown to Spring Break: Closer than it was earlier today, so I guess more like Five Days
For those of you wondering, the first few lyrics go "I'm all alone, there's no one here besiiiiide me..." From the first Shrek movie, compliments of Donkey.

So, yeah, the last Utah State home game is tonight against Fresno State and I's probably going all by my lonesome since little miss [profile] shellic has her senior project to work on.  I guess I can handle going by myself, but it's so much more fun to know that someone is going to be high-fiving you when the team wins.  There is no way in anywhere bad that you can think of that I'm missing the last USU home game before my high-and-mighty graduation.  No freaking way.

Today brought a happy surprise: my aunt and uncle were in the neighborhood and called me up to take me out for ice cream.  I wasn't expecting them to show up and it sounds like they really weren't planning on it, but they had to come up to Ogden to give my cousin her wedding present, so they figured they'd travel the extra 45 minutes to Logan to go to the cheese factory and load up on Aggie ice cream and come visit me while they were at it.  I was very touched...

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat

Countdown to Spring Break: Six Days!
Letter to the Editor in the Statesman today: from a BYU fan who is obviously not from anywhere near Logan, but due to the wonder that is the Internet, felt Honor-Code bound to spread the whiny-goodness to Cache Valley.  This comes in response that the BEEG AN' POWAHFUUUUL NASHONALLEE RANK'D BEE-WHY-WHO TEEM can't even come up with the cahoneys to make the trip to Logan and play Utah State in a USU home game.  Dave Rose - BYU's coach - wanted USU to go down to Salt Lake and play BYU in the EnergySolutions Arena when Utah State approached them about playing the Aggies in -- gasp -- Logan, where the home team is actually from!  What an amazing concept!

According to Zaney Zoobie,  BYU goes on road games out of the charity and goodness of their hearts to bring national attention to teams that don't whine their cans off when they don't win and expect everyone who's heard of Donny Osmond to give a flying cockroach turd.  If that's the case and all BYU is out for is to help out poor, underfunded teams, why don't they go play some junior colleges?  That way, the JCs get the money and BYU gets their winning record.  Heck, go be the sugar daddy to Utah County high schools and help them get to the state tournament when the UHSAA actually gets up the gumption to make Wasatch Front schools play in St. George for the title.  That's real charitable work there.

How many exclamation points does it take to screw in a light bulb?  Six - one to change the bulb and five to help spell out frec!<!n' !d!ot!  I guess a degree from BYU automatically makes us obligated to care about your unresearched and asinine opinion (I must have missed that memo).  This guy is obviously many years removed from being graduated from BYU -- why does he feel the need to write a letter to the Utah Statesman (a college-student produced newspaper, I might add) and call us names?  Who's the more mature adult here?

This is why people hate BYU so much: they whine incessantly when they lose, but when they win, the rest of the world is morally obligated to care for at least twenty years.  The point of the original article was that if BYU is so high and mighty, why do they have to play a USU "home game" on neutral territory?  It's not about travel time and gas expenses (New Mexico State, Fresno State, San Jose and even Hawaii somehow find the funds to get here), it's about being too cowardly to get off the BYU campus and experience a tough opponent.

I don't think BYU fans and alums realize how much everyone else is laughing at them.  If BYU can make it on just home games alone, let them do it!  I don't want to look at any of their fans defacing the Spectrum with their presence.  We don't need their charity.  We're going to go to the NCAA tournament knowing that we actually played by the rules and played tough road games.  We don't need to cheat to get a good winning record.  BYU will have to change their song, though.  "Rise and shout, the Cougars can't go out (of their Provo-bubble so they can actually keep their rigged winning record)."  In fact, make it part of the Honor Code: If you graduate from BYU, you can't leave Utah Valley.  Ever."  It benefits all parties: BYU can stay home, win all the time and proclaim how wonderful they are and have all their so-called "internationally recognized alumni jobs" (by the way, Orem isn't international, you retards), while the rest of us don't have to look at the buggers.

I'm just sick of the egotisitical tradition behind BYU athletics.  It's one thing to win and be nationally ranked, it's another thing to be a smart-ass about it.  This is why very few people outside of Utah (and then, few people outside of the BYU sphere of influence) actually like BYU.  Their attitude is just plain embarrassing to the rest of the state.  This is also why USU students hate it when people wear BYU apparel on-campus.  These morons couldn't get into "sacred BYU", so they came to Utah State, but made sure that everyone knew that because they're BYU fans, they're automatically better than everyone else.  Why don't we just make a BYU-Logan campus and corral these jerks up into it.  That way, they get the presumptuous-ass BYU experience without having to be accepted to the presumptuous ass school.

Love from (but that Team Down South can go suck an egg),
Jenny Wildcat

PS, Why is everyone pissing me off so much lately?  Is it "Wildcat Wants to Kill You" Month or something?
Whee!!! Utah State won in a nail-biter against Boise State last night!  And I actually got to storm the court this time!  I might have been on TV, but I don't know because my parents jinxed the game in the second half by turning on the TV and decided not to watch the rest of the game (feh...)  I'm pretty sure I was on TV because I ran right across the camera on my way down to a rousing rendition of a one-handed, mid-court Scotsman (I had to carry my coat).  My throat still hasn't recovered.

Anyway, I'm sure we'll be the topic of another blog down in the Wasatch Front saying how freakin' obnoxious Aggies fans are (just because we called George Karl's son a "daddy's boy"?  C'mon, he came to Utah to see a basketball game; he ought to know better, having been a coach in the NBA's Western Conference).

I was pretty sure we were going to lose, though.  Boise State could do no wrong (dang it).  They were hitting wild three-pointers and all their foul shots and getting rebounds.  On the other hand, we were... not.  I think it was right after the KJZZ broadcast showed that the Aggies win when Jaycee Carroll gets more than 20 points in a game that he started kicking it into high gear (can someone explain this to me: why is the big screen showing the TV broadcast of the game we are attending?  Is Larry H. not selling as many butt-ugly hybrid cars or whatever these days?)  That was when the game had about two minutes left and we were down by about eight points and Boise State was kicking our butts.  Some people were even leaving early (what's wrong? Don't you believe?)

Well, we won despite the really good Boise State team and the terrible officiating.  When one team have 5 fouls and the other has only 2, there is a problem.  But that's all I'll say about that.

Since, my one and only Friday class was canceled today (the one that I was stressing to get everything done for... bleah) and I'm leaving for some family deal this weekend, I'm going to try to get some homework done before I leave.

Love from,
Jenny Wildcat



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