Today we salute you Mr. Self Appointed Fan Police Guy
Hawks Eyes! Traditions memorized, True and Tried! You spot every single infraction committed by the fans nearby.
You’d wear your schools colors to your own mothers funeral. You probably wore cut off Jean Shorts and a Player Jersey to your best friend’s wedding…..but both pale in comparison to that rainbow wig and school logo you have carved into your crew cut head.
Win, lose or draw, you create corruption. Air Horns, Megaphones, and the backs of seat bleachers are your weapons of destruction.
Yes, you’re there every week. Standing, Chanting, and coaching up those civilized fans around you. You probably never saw a field or made a tackle in your life. It’s doubtful you’ve ever even had a date. But that’s OK. You have the kind of spirit, linebacker coaches would die for.
So pop open an ice cold Bud Light, you Sultan of Spirit Swing….Because you, and those like you, really have that mojo, when it comes to a fan Bozo…
