Gaming

This late addition (its currently 1:53 am on Sunday) to the blog deals with the delightful libation of cheap light beer which college students consume quick and easy. Personally, I am a big fan of the cheap disgusting beer of soughts. My school favorite is Beast Light aka Milwaukee's Best Light. Those who call it by it's full name are drinking it for the wrong and pathetic reasons. The majority of us that drink the untastey beverage simply to raise our BAC and enjoy our weekends call it by its proper and only respectable name, Beast!

While most kegs are Natty light, which is great on its own, Beast light in can defines college pregame. Those of us lucky enough to experience the current pregame extravaganza and learn the ways of the Pregamer have underwent an education that cannot be replicated in class or any other institution for my concern. Some schools can probably come close but as in the cliché quote here "We pregame like you party." This is the undeniable truth. Pregaming is always 10x better than the "game." The game contains of an overcrowded apartment where you run into random people you barely know yet now are obliged (since you ran into them at a random place) to say hi and shoot the shit. Amongst the tirade of drunkards you still look to find your friends, your fellow pregamers & the "game" remains the same. We go to parties to meet with other people yet always trying to find our way back to our teammates who pregamed with us. So why does this happen?

Luck! The chance that you may go out and meet somebody that can compliment yourself and bring out better qualities dives us to move and engage. This is too idealistic. Nowhere on Earth does this Utopia of places exist. All crap! The game is made to be crap and the pregame is what its all about. The pregame is fun, wild, and you are with your close friends enjoying each others company. Then when you decide to traverse to the designated party/game area it goes down hill. There are some good situations that come out of games but mostly you head back into the lockeroom with your teammates playing the Monday morning quarterback (here, Saturday/Sunday morning quarterback) and reflect on what you could have done better, not have done, or tried to win the game.

Nothing amounts to anything except the building of your tolerance. It becomes very easy in the beginning to get tipsed off of 2 Beasts. Then you start demoloshing 6 packs and still have the hand eye coordination to beat Jessica on Expert.

It is late and 19 minutes have passed so I will finish this post. Cheap light beer is terrible. Has the wonderful taste of cat piss mixed with strong carbonated alcoholic water. But I would never give up my cat tainted drink for some classy beer. Beast tastes like school & thats all I want.