Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2022 9:18:58 GMT -8
OOC Note: This is an already-written piece that I realized I never truly shared on a board for everyone to read. Welcome to the archives.
Original name: "Football Fan And Musician Go See Georgia Tech Football"
Time: October 9th, 2020 at 6:30 PM EST
Location: Bobby Dodd Stadium in Atlanta, Georgia
A light-ish blue Dodge Intrepid pulls into the parking lot at Bobby Dodd Stadium, in the heart of Atlanta, Georgia. Climbing out of this vehicle are an average brunette man, most notably wearing a shirt that reads "I'm a Ramblin' Wreck From Georgia Tech" and a smaller woman with glasses and a jet-black bob cut that stops at the base of her neck who dons a Syracuse hat. It's one of only two pieces of college anything she had, obviously. Oh, and of course their respective-school-themed masks. Can't forget those. Logan and Faye. Two peas in a pod. You'd be hard pressed to believe that it's only been nearly two full weeks since Logan picked Faye up off the streets of Syracuse, and only a few hours less than that since they started dating, they seemed so natural with one another. Faye hasn't gotten that call back yet from Logan's place of employment. Logan is to a point in his work that he can set his own schedule. Both of these things mean a day off was well and truly in the cards today. The two got to see the sights on the way to Atlanta, especially after having left at about 2:00 in the afternoon.
Faye Brown: "It's been a hot minute since I've been to any stadium past the parking lot..."
Logan Bailey: "It's been about a full-ass year on my end. I missed Tech's home opener due to work."
Faye Brown: "I wanna say the last time I went anywhere to actually see college football, it was about two years ago to see Illinois. I wasn't impressed..."
Logan Bailey: "I wouldn't be either, Illinois sucks. Now, so does Georgia Tech, but I mean... uh..."
Logan shakes his head, trying to come up with the right term to best explain the difference.
Logan Bailey: "...they're trying. Illinois doesn't try. They still have Lovie Smith coaching them, that's a sign."
Faye can't help but burst out laughing.
Faye Brown: "Really now?!"
Logan Bailey: "Yeah, you'll see tonight how much that actually matters. Believe me, Tech fights for everything they get."
Logan Bailey: "Man, this is so much closer than it should be... fuckin' garbage ACC refs. They gifted Louisville that last touchdown. You saw that."
Faye Brown: "I disagree, I think that was going to end as a Cardinals touchdown regardless, hon..."
And there goes the Georgia Tech quarterback. Sims passes the ball to one of his receivers, who dodges one tackle, though spins into another, which sends him into the end zone for a touchdown. This give Georgia Tech a two-score lead in the process. Just like that, Logan went from slightly sulking despite the 5 point Yellow Jackets lead, to absolutely ecstatic about the soon-to-be 12 point lead.
Logan Bailey: "HELL YEAH! TOUCHDOWN RAMBLIN' WRECK! WOOOOOOO!"
Faye couldn't help but look up and smile at her boyfriend, just being happy that he's finally really happy about this game. She didn't have any real rooting interest in either of these teams outside of knowing Logan was a fan of the winning team. She's an ACC girl, just not when it comes to these two. Regardless, that million-dollar smile of hers doesn't falter when Logan sits back down.
Faye Brown: "Hey, dumb question: you love this team, don't you?"
Logan Bailey: "Very much!"
The extra point attempt goes up, and is good despite Tech's kicking woes earlier in the game. The score now sits Georgia Tech 39, Louisville 27 with only about 3 minutes remaining. Two game-time minutes later, with about 1:35 left on the clock, Louisville has the ball. It's 4th down with 15 yards to go. This is a fairly unlikely conversion, but weirder is possible in football. Their quarterback takes the snap and dances within his pocket. He then decides to run with it, but a Georgia Tech defender wraps the quarterback up by his legs, which brings him (along with Louisville's hopes) down to the turf. It was all but over at this point, but that didn't stop Logan from rising up again, this time with Faye doing so as well. Most of the Louisville fans had already left The Flats. It was mainly a Georgia Tech contingent at this point, with 90 seconds left. Later, Georgia Tech would score another touchdown in what amounted to garbage time. The final score? Georgia Tech 46, Louisville 27.
Logan and Faye both decided to stop at Waffle House before truly hitting the road, but that stop was literally just to grab and pay for the food they wanted. However, they did remain in the parking lot so they could eat.
Logan Bailey: "...and when Sims threw that second to last touchdown and he smiled that cheshire cat grin, maaaan... that Tech team really trusts in him."
Logan digs into his bacon cheeseburger with pickles after saying that. Faye got a couple of waffles with chocolate chips cooked onto and into them. The fine folks even provided them plastic-ware.
Faye Brown: "Uh-huh... stupid... waffle... can't cut it...."
Logan Bailey: "Just tear it."
Faye Brown: "But that defeats the point of the plastic-ware."
Logan Bailey: "But just teeeear it."
Faye Brown: "But the plastic-ware."
Logan Bailey: "But you have fingers."
There's a brief moment of silence before Faye just sighs out of playful resignation.
Faye Brown: "...yeah, all right."
...and tears her second waffle asunder. Why this waffle didn't cut when the first one did was beyond her at this point, but she was hungry enough not to care about what she had to use to properly eat her food.
Logan Bailey: "What did you think of tonight's game, though?"
With a mouth full of waffle, Faye struggles to get out.
Faye Brown: "Teh-ah-teh, wuh recommehd."
Logan kinda looks over at Faye, just now realizing that was a really bad time to ask.
Logan Bailey: "Chew, then swallow, babe."
Faye Brown: "Ten out of ten, would recommend. There we go, that's more like it. Ten out of ten, just like this entire trip, to be honest. I've been to Atlanta before, but I've never really stopped to take in any sights aside from the half-filled seats in the arena I was playing in that night. I never stopped to sit down and see the skyline from high up in the stands of a football stadium. I never stopped to look up at the lights. I never stopped to look at much of anything... and honestly, now that I've at least slowed down here, I love what I've seen. I don't know if you've ever considered moving here, but..."
Logan Bailey: "Oh, I have. For sure, I have. I love this city, I love this city's culture, I love it here. I have the salary to really do that and sustain the both of us..."
Faye Brown: "...why don't you move here, then?"
Logan Bailey: "Our situation wouldn't be much different than it is back home... We live in an apartment back home, we'd be living in a smaller one here. That and we'd be surrounded by, like, a million people since we'd be living downtown... but speaking of apartments, you ready to head back to ours?"
After a sniff, Faye nods her head, signifying to Logan that she's ready. Soon enough, that Intrepid drives off into the night.
Original name: "Football Fan And Musician Go See Georgia Tech Football"
Time: October 9th, 2020 at 6:30 PM EST
Location: Bobby Dodd Stadium in Atlanta, Georgia
A light-ish blue Dodge Intrepid pulls into the parking lot at Bobby Dodd Stadium, in the heart of Atlanta, Georgia. Climbing out of this vehicle are an average brunette man, most notably wearing a shirt that reads "I'm a Ramblin' Wreck From Georgia Tech" and a smaller woman with glasses and a jet-black bob cut that stops at the base of her neck who dons a Syracuse hat. It's one of only two pieces of college anything she had, obviously. Oh, and of course their respective-school-themed masks. Can't forget those. Logan and Faye. Two peas in a pod. You'd be hard pressed to believe that it's only been nearly two full weeks since Logan picked Faye up off the streets of Syracuse, and only a few hours less than that since they started dating, they seemed so natural with one another. Faye hasn't gotten that call back yet from Logan's place of employment. Logan is to a point in his work that he can set his own schedule. Both of these things mean a day off was well and truly in the cards today. The two got to see the sights on the way to Atlanta, especially after having left at about 2:00 in the afternoon.
Faye Brown: "It's been a hot minute since I've been to any stadium past the parking lot..."
Logan Bailey: "It's been about a full-ass year on my end. I missed Tech's home opener due to work."
Faye Brown: "I wanna say the last time I went anywhere to actually see college football, it was about two years ago to see Illinois. I wasn't impressed..."
Logan Bailey: "I wouldn't be either, Illinois sucks. Now, so does Georgia Tech, but I mean... uh..."
Logan shakes his head, trying to come up with the right term to best explain the difference.
Logan Bailey: "...they're trying. Illinois doesn't try. They still have Lovie Smith coaching them, that's a sign."
Faye can't help but burst out laughing.
Faye Brown: "Really now?!"
Logan Bailey: "Yeah, you'll see tonight how much that actually matters. Believe me, Tech fights for everything they get."
About 3 and 3/4th quarters of debatably decent football later.
Score: Georgia Tech 32, Louisville 27.
Score: Georgia Tech 32, Louisville 27.
Logan Bailey: "Man, this is so much closer than it should be... fuckin' garbage ACC refs. They gifted Louisville that last touchdown. You saw that."
Faye Brown: "I disagree, I think that was going to end as a Cardinals touchdown regardless, hon..."
And there goes the Georgia Tech quarterback. Sims passes the ball to one of his receivers, who dodges one tackle, though spins into another, which sends him into the end zone for a touchdown. This give Georgia Tech a two-score lead in the process. Just like that, Logan went from slightly sulking despite the 5 point Yellow Jackets lead, to absolutely ecstatic about the soon-to-be 12 point lead.
Logan Bailey: "HELL YEAH! TOUCHDOWN RAMBLIN' WRECK! WOOOOOOO!"
Faye couldn't help but look up and smile at her boyfriend, just being happy that he's finally really happy about this game. She didn't have any real rooting interest in either of these teams outside of knowing Logan was a fan of the winning team. She's an ACC girl, just not when it comes to these two. Regardless, that million-dollar smile of hers doesn't falter when Logan sits back down.
Faye Brown: "Hey, dumb question: you love this team, don't you?"
Logan Bailey: "Very much!"
The extra point attempt goes up, and is good despite Tech's kicking woes earlier in the game. The score now sits Georgia Tech 39, Louisville 27 with only about 3 minutes remaining. Two game-time minutes later, with about 1:35 left on the clock, Louisville has the ball. It's 4th down with 15 yards to go. This is a fairly unlikely conversion, but weirder is possible in football. Their quarterback takes the snap and dances within his pocket. He then decides to run with it, but a Georgia Tech defender wraps the quarterback up by his legs, which brings him (along with Louisville's hopes) down to the turf. It was all but over at this point, but that didn't stop Logan from rising up again, this time with Faye doing so as well. Most of the Louisville fans had already left The Flats. It was mainly a Georgia Tech contingent at this point, with 90 seconds left. Later, Georgia Tech would score another touchdown in what amounted to garbage time. The final score? Georgia Tech 46, Louisville 27.
Logan and Faye both decided to stop at Waffle House before truly hitting the road, but that stop was literally just to grab and pay for the food they wanted. However, they did remain in the parking lot so they could eat.
Logan Bailey: "...and when Sims threw that second to last touchdown and he smiled that cheshire cat grin, maaaan... that Tech team really trusts in him."
Logan digs into his bacon cheeseburger with pickles after saying that. Faye got a couple of waffles with chocolate chips cooked onto and into them. The fine folks even provided them plastic-ware.
Faye Brown: "Uh-huh... stupid... waffle... can't cut it...."
Logan Bailey: "Just tear it."
Faye Brown: "But that defeats the point of the plastic-ware."
Logan Bailey: "But just teeeear it."
Faye Brown: "But the plastic-ware."
Logan Bailey: "But you have fingers."
There's a brief moment of silence before Faye just sighs out of playful resignation.
Faye Brown: "...yeah, all right."
...and tears her second waffle asunder. Why this waffle didn't cut when the first one did was beyond her at this point, but she was hungry enough not to care about what she had to use to properly eat her food.
Logan Bailey: "What did you think of tonight's game, though?"
With a mouth full of waffle, Faye struggles to get out.
Faye Brown: "Teh-ah-teh, wuh recommehd."
Logan kinda looks over at Faye, just now realizing that was a really bad time to ask.
Logan Bailey: "Chew, then swallow, babe."
Faye Brown: "Ten out of ten, would recommend. There we go, that's more like it. Ten out of ten, just like this entire trip, to be honest. I've been to Atlanta before, but I've never really stopped to take in any sights aside from the half-filled seats in the arena I was playing in that night. I never stopped to sit down and see the skyline from high up in the stands of a football stadium. I never stopped to look up at the lights. I never stopped to look at much of anything... and honestly, now that I've at least slowed down here, I love what I've seen. I don't know if you've ever considered moving here, but..."
Logan Bailey: "Oh, I have. For sure, I have. I love this city, I love this city's culture, I love it here. I have the salary to really do that and sustain the both of us..."
Faye Brown: "...why don't you move here, then?"
Logan Bailey: "Our situation wouldn't be much different than it is back home... We live in an apartment back home, we'd be living in a smaller one here. That and we'd be surrounded by, like, a million people since we'd be living downtown... but speaking of apartments, you ready to head back to ours?"
After a sniff, Faye nods her head, signifying to Logan that she's ready. Soon enough, that Intrepid drives off into the night.
