Winding Down

Well, college football season is winding down (say it ain’t so), and I feel like my readers haven’t gotten a real look at the life of Bevvy G from September to November. I live and die for college football, and well, most of the time, ‘die’ is a little bit more accurate than I’d like to admit. Please enjoy these photos of things that have happened to me in the past years on football Saturdays…

While I don’t remember each specific story for all of the injuries, I do know that the knee scrape/calf bruise one happened within a 30-foot walk from where Linda and her husband dropped me off at my apartment to my door (excuse the absolute pale ashiness there… Midwestern winters, man), the bruised hand was after we lost a big rivalry game (pretty sure I was slamming the bar top in between slamming my beers), and the toe was definitely in Wrigleyville, and involved me walking into the bathroom with my tail between my legs to ask the bathroom attendant for a Band-Aid, minutes after I had rudely rolled my eyes at her, and walked out without a tip. Walked out while ripping the skin off my toe with the bathroom door, that is. Toes bleed a lot, FYI.

Cheers to college football season. May your team win (unless they play mine), may your beers be cold, and may you go bowlin’.

-Bev

Oh, and there’s this…