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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 Again"
Time: October 17th, 2020 at 11:30 AM EST
Location: Bobby Dodd Stadium in Atlanta, Georgia
After beating Louisville last week, there was a faint sense of optimism this week. Maybe the Yellow Jackets would give Clemson (read: literally the number one team in college football at the time of this story) at least a little fight, right? Maybe it'll be like 2017 where the final score was 24-10 and Clemson looked off. With this renewed sense of optimism, Logan stepped out of his Dodge and walked around to the passenger side. He opened the door to reveal Faye, once again in her Syracuse mask and hat. She was looking through her phone, clearly not expecting the door to just open like that.
Faye Brown: "EE!"
Logan Bailey: "AH!"
Faye Brown: "Oh... thank you, hon... good god, I wasn't ready for you to open the door."
Logan Bailey: "Fuck, I didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry."
Faye Brown: "No no, it's fine, I know what you were doing now, and I appreciate it... very gentlemanly of you."
That exchange right there should have been a kind of omen. However, the couple pressed on.
Logan Bailey: "Well... are you excited to see another Georgia Tech game live?"
Faye Brown: "After last week, I sure am. And hey, maybe if we stop by Waffle House after this game, they'll have some victory waffles I can actually cut!"
Logan Bailey: "Oh, that'd be the day... Georgia Tech upsets the number one team in the nation; Faye Brown finds cuttable waffles after."
Faye Brown: "Hey, a couple years ago, that'd have been a story!"
The couple laughed as they went on their way to their seats.
After a possession each, Clemson had the ball again. This game so far was going all right. In fact, Logan would say this was overall better than he was truthfully expecting. However, things went from OK to bad as Trevor Lawrence took the ball and threw it to Cornell Powell for a touchdown. 7-0 just like that. The only reaction to this from either Logan or Faye was a smacking of the lips from the former, followed by a "welp." But then, Georgia Tech scored their own touchdown a few plays later. Sims to Camp for 59 yards. 7-7, just like that. Football can produce the biggest mood whiplashes in people sometimes, much like that touchdown did for Logan, who got up and cheered mightily after the score. He figured if Georgia Tech could keep this up, then by God, they might have a chance to beat Clemson! Clemson gets the ball back and immediately scores. 14-7. If there was ever a play that said "sit the fuck down," that was it. Clemson would tack on a field goal near the end of the first quarter to make it 17-7.
The second quarter's "festivities" started with a Clemson touchdown. Make it 24-7. Despite celebrating only a few minutes ago, Logan was now sunken in his seat.
Faye Brown: "Do you need help getting up?"
Logan Bailey: "No... no, I'm good. Just give me a second."
Faye Brown: "...actually, better yet, stay down there. Clemson's about to get the ball back."
Logan Bailey: "A-ha-hawww..."
Sure enough, Tech punted the ball back to the Tigers. Clemson took their next drive fairly methodically, burning about 4 minutes and change off the game clock, but the result remained the same: touchdown Tigers. 31-7 now. There was still about half of the second quarter left to go. After another generally ineffective drive by the Yellow Jackets, Clemson would get the ball back yet again, and by now, it was fairly standard fare for Logan from what Faye had told him: his alma mater getting completely run over. However, they were still in the second quarter. They hadn't even reached halftime yet. This was only going to get worse. Clemson did Clemson things, and in about two minutes, got another touchdown. 38-7 now. Faye could feel Logan metaphorically dying next to her, as this game was getting really ugly despite seemingly having started well enough. Another drive where Georgia Tech couldn't do anything followed, then the #1 Tigers got the ball back. You know the story by now: 45-7. Logan simply rested his head on Faye's shoulder, prompting Brown to pet the side of his head, near his ear.
Faye Brown: "I know, I know... it's entirely up to you, but if you want to go, just say the word. I'll understand."
Logan Bailey: "No... no... I have to see this through to the end."
Faye Brown: "Are you sure, Logan? Because I don't see this game getting any better from here. It's not even halftime yet, and Clemson isn't going to slow down much."
Logan Bailey: "I wouldn't be worth my weight in salt as a fan if I didn't. I'll just watch with you as a pillow."
Faye Brown: "All right, then... well, I'll stay right here with you. We'll suffer through this game together, yeah?"
Logan Bailey: "Mhm..."
During this exchange, Clemson went down the field and scored another touchdown. 52-7. Logan was hardly even paying attention to the game by this point, opting to close his eyes and rest on Faye's shoulder. He wasn't asleep, but he didn't want to watch this game anymore. Honestly, who could blame him? Some say there was another half of football played, but the damage was done. The final score ended up being 73-7, because the Clemson Tigers, #1 in the land, were a good team. Georgia Tech simply... wasn't. By the end of the 3rd quarter, Logan was actually asleep, while Faye continued to pet the side of his head. He looked somehow both in pain but in peace. God knows how he pulled that look off. When Faye saw 0:00 hit at the end of the 4th quarter, she had to wake him up.
Faye Brown: "Hon? Logan. Logan, wake up, it's over."
Without a word, Logan did indeed wake up, and saw the score.
Logan Bailey: "Fuck."
Faye Brown: "If you want, I can drive home. I'll get it if you just want to rest."
Logan Bailey: "I'd appreciate that..."
And just like that, the two got up and left for the Intrepid, simply to go straight home. No Waffle House after that final score.
Original name: "Football Fan And Musician Go See Georgia Tech Football Again"
Time: October 17th, 2020 at 11:30 AM EST
Location: Bobby Dodd Stadium in Atlanta, Georgia
After beating Louisville last week, there was a faint sense of optimism this week. Maybe the Yellow Jackets would give Clemson (read: literally the number one team in college football at the time of this story) at least a little fight, right? Maybe it'll be like 2017 where the final score was 24-10 and Clemson looked off. With this renewed sense of optimism, Logan stepped out of his Dodge and walked around to the passenger side. He opened the door to reveal Faye, once again in her Syracuse mask and hat. She was looking through her phone, clearly not expecting the door to just open like that.
Faye Brown: "EE!"
Logan Bailey: "AH!"
Faye Brown: "Oh... thank you, hon... good god, I wasn't ready for you to open the door."
Logan Bailey: "Fuck, I didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry."
Faye Brown: "No no, it's fine, I know what you were doing now, and I appreciate it... very gentlemanly of you."
That exchange right there should have been a kind of omen. However, the couple pressed on.
Logan Bailey: "Well... are you excited to see another Georgia Tech game live?"
Faye Brown: "After last week, I sure am. And hey, maybe if we stop by Waffle House after this game, they'll have some victory waffles I can actually cut!"
Logan Bailey: "Oh, that'd be the day... Georgia Tech upsets the number one team in the nation; Faye Brown finds cuttable waffles after."
Faye Brown: "Hey, a couple years ago, that'd have been a story!"
The couple laughed as they went on their way to their seats.
Midway through one quarter...
After a possession each, Clemson had the ball again. This game so far was going all right. In fact, Logan would say this was overall better than he was truthfully expecting. However, things went from OK to bad as Trevor Lawrence took the ball and threw it to Cornell Powell for a touchdown. 7-0 just like that. The only reaction to this from either Logan or Faye was a smacking of the lips from the former, followed by a "welp." But then, Georgia Tech scored their own touchdown a few plays later. Sims to Camp for 59 yards. 7-7, just like that. Football can produce the biggest mood whiplashes in people sometimes, much like that touchdown did for Logan, who got up and cheered mightily after the score. He figured if Georgia Tech could keep this up, then by God, they might have a chance to beat Clemson! Clemson gets the ball back and immediately scores. 14-7. If there was ever a play that said "sit the fuck down," that was it. Clemson would tack on a field goal near the end of the first quarter to make it 17-7.
The second quarter's "festivities" started with a Clemson touchdown. Make it 24-7. Despite celebrating only a few minutes ago, Logan was now sunken in his seat.
Faye Brown: "Do you need help getting up?"
Logan Bailey: "No... no, I'm good. Just give me a second."
Faye Brown: "...actually, better yet, stay down there. Clemson's about to get the ball back."
Logan Bailey: "A-ha-hawww..."
Sure enough, Tech punted the ball back to the Tigers. Clemson took their next drive fairly methodically, burning about 4 minutes and change off the game clock, but the result remained the same: touchdown Tigers. 31-7 now. There was still about half of the second quarter left to go. After another generally ineffective drive by the Yellow Jackets, Clemson would get the ball back yet again, and by now, it was fairly standard fare for Logan from what Faye had told him: his alma mater getting completely run over. However, they were still in the second quarter. They hadn't even reached halftime yet. This was only going to get worse. Clemson did Clemson things, and in about two minutes, got another touchdown. 38-7 now. Faye could feel Logan metaphorically dying next to her, as this game was getting really ugly despite seemingly having started well enough. Another drive where Georgia Tech couldn't do anything followed, then the #1 Tigers got the ball back. You know the story by now: 45-7. Logan simply rested his head on Faye's shoulder, prompting Brown to pet the side of his head, near his ear.
Faye Brown: "I know, I know... it's entirely up to you, but if you want to go, just say the word. I'll understand."
Logan Bailey: "No... no... I have to see this through to the end."
Faye Brown: "Are you sure, Logan? Because I don't see this game getting any better from here. It's not even halftime yet, and Clemson isn't going to slow down much."
Logan Bailey: "I wouldn't be worth my weight in salt as a fan if I didn't. I'll just watch with you as a pillow."
Faye Brown: "All right, then... well, I'll stay right here with you. We'll suffer through this game together, yeah?"
Logan Bailey: "Mhm..."
During this exchange, Clemson went down the field and scored another touchdown. 52-7. Logan was hardly even paying attention to the game by this point, opting to close his eyes and rest on Faye's shoulder. He wasn't asleep, but he didn't want to watch this game anymore. Honestly, who could blame him? Some say there was another half of football played, but the damage was done. The final score ended up being 73-7, because the Clemson Tigers, #1 in the land, were a good team. Georgia Tech simply... wasn't. By the end of the 3rd quarter, Logan was actually asleep, while Faye continued to pet the side of his head. He looked somehow both in pain but in peace. God knows how he pulled that look off. When Faye saw 0:00 hit at the end of the 4th quarter, she had to wake him up.
Faye Brown: "Hon? Logan. Logan, wake up, it's over."
Without a word, Logan did indeed wake up, and saw the score.
Logan Bailey: "Fuck."
Faye Brown: "If you want, I can drive home. I'll get it if you just want to rest."
Logan Bailey: "I'd appreciate that..."
And just like that, the two got up and left for the Intrepid, simply to go straight home. No Waffle House after that final score.
