Son of @#^#$%, @#$%@#$ #&#^@%. F*#(&! gamecocks. I hate you guys for making life in SC a lot less fun for a little while. I guess I’m glad I’m not there… I’m telling myself that this makes Clemson look better because they got knocked out by the eventual champion…
6-3 Clemson over No. 1 Seed Arizona State at the College World Series!
Holy crap - this guy mentions how he got his degree from Clemson in 1971! Weirdness….
Holy crap, this is pretty bizarre…
You don’t play linebacker by the numbers. You play it by instinct. You play it like the tough guy Frank Howard, the legendary Clemson coach, once talked about at a clinic I attended.
‘I know a guy who’s so tough,’ Frank said with a straight face, ‘when he goes to the can, he takes a baseball bat with him. He never knows when he’s going to shit a wildcat and he’ll have to beat it to death.’
Every time I watched Mike Curtis play middle lindebacker, I thought about Frank Howard’s story. The way Mike ran around, his eyes blazing, I thought, He just might shit a wildcat."
— John Madden, One Knee Equals Two Feet (via nnailling)
The need for shelter in the wake of the Haiti earthquake is clearly dire. A press release from Clemson University suggests that a cross-department team of faculty members may have a…
Sooooo sad and stunning. Cardiac arrest at age 26 in a pro athlete? Anyone else smell something funny?
You Know You’re From SC When…
There ain’t no such thing as “lunch.” There’s “dinner” and then there’s “supper.”
Sweet tea is appropriate for all meals, and you start drinking it when you’re two.
“Backards and forwards” means, “I know everything about you.”
There is a Dairy Queen in every town with a population of 1000 of more, except for Orangeburg which has Dairy-O.
You know that going “barefootin” is one of the great joys of life.
You think everyone from a bigger city has an accent.
“Vacation” means going to Myrtle Beach.
Out of state friends beg you to send them fireworks.
You know at least three places to get great fried chicken.
You’ve taken a road trip to South of the Border - and it wasn’t Mexico.
You buy your groceries at Winn-Dixie.
You know someone who works at Hooters.
You measure distance in minutes.
You’ve ever had to switch from heat to air conditioning in the same day.
You know what’s being referred to when someone says “Ashley and Cooper.”
You see a car running in a store parking lot with no one in it no matter what time of the year.
You don’t think it’s weird when someone says “I’m fixin to….”
All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, grain, insect or animal.
You install security lights on your house and garage and leave both unlocked.
You carry jumper cables in your car… for your OWN car.
You know what “cow tipping” is.
The local papers cover national and international news on one page and six pages for local gossip and sports.
Your think that the first day deer season is a national holiday.
You find 100 degrees Fahrenheit “a little warm.”
You know all four seasons: almost summer, summer, still summer, and Christmas.
You can tell the locals apart from the tourists by the way they pronounce “Charleston” or “Greenville.”
Going to Wal-mart is a favorite past time known as “Goin’ wal-martin” or “Off to ’ Wally World’.”
You describe the first cool snap (below 70 degrees) as good pinto-bean weather.
You have had this conversation in the past 48 hours:
“You wanna coke??
Fried Catfish is the other white meat.
You know what okra is and you like to eat it. Fried of course.
You would never think of eating grits with milk and sugar.
You can properly pronounce Tugaloo, Tamassee,
Clemson. (No mister ESPN sportscaster, Clemson does not have a z in it.)
You think people who complain about the heat in their states are sissies.
A tornado warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel.
You know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to the door, but by the availability of shade.
Stores don’t have bags or shopping carts, they have sacks and buggies.
You mash the button, not press it.
You’ve seen people wear bib overalls at weddings and funerals.
You know what’s so special about Darlington.
You probably live about 3-5 hours from the next big city (Greenville, Columbia, Charleston…).
You go to the lake because you think it is like going to the ocean.
You listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit.
You know cowpies are not made of beef. *and you’ve been snipe hunting and cow tipping.
Someone you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date. *everyone knows if you plan your wedding on a Clemson or South Carolina home game (or better yet, THE Clemson/Carolina game), no one is gonna be there.
You know someone who has a belt buckle bigger than your fist.
You aren’t surprised to find movie rental, ammunition, beer, and bait all in the same store.
A Mercedes Benz isn’t a status symbol. A Chevy Silverado Extended Bed Crew Cab is.
You know everything goes better with Ranch dressing.
You learned how to shoot a gun before you learned how to multiply.
You at least know what the Carolina Shag is if you don’t know how to do it.
Every girl you know has one of those “Carolina Girls” shirts.
You know how to pronounce “Horry.”
The words Coward, Due West, Ninetimes, and Sugar Tit are not strange to you.
You have been across the old bridge in Charleston.
The bold ones apply to me personally. Haha.
Clemson center Catalin Baciu dunks during the second half of an NCAA college basketball game against College of Charleston, Saturday, Dec. 19, 2009, at Littlejohn Coliseum in Clemson, S.C. (AP Photo/Brett Flashnick)