JarHeadJim
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Yout mothers a Hoya! What time is it?
True story...
My mom rarely talks badly about anyone or anything. And ever since I was little she would scold my brother and I if we ever said we "hated" something or that something was "stupid", etc.
She also is not well versed in sports - at all. Never watches, doesn't follow what's going on, constantly messes up players name and even what sport they play.
Anyway, a few years ago my brother and I were watching the Big East tournament with SU playing Georgetown. It was the game Arinze hurt his quad.
From the start of the game my brother and I were saying how we "hate" Georgetown to which my mom would reply "It's not nice to hate anyone." This exchange happened countless times throughout the start first half. Yet as the game wore on, I could see my mom actually getting into the game.
Then out of nowhere, I guess from the bowels of her soul, she angrily let out a "Georgetown smells like motor oil." This took my brother and I by complete surprise. We could not hold in the laughter. "Motor oil"? What the hell does that even mean?
I guess all those years of laying dormant had a significant impact on her trash talking skills.
By the end of the game (tipping point being Arinze's injury), she was was saying "Georgetown sucks."
from my mother and me...it's 10:40 and Georgetown still sucks.
True story...
My mom rarely talks badly about anyone or anything. And ever since I was little she would scold my brother and I if we ever said we "hated" something or that something was "stupid", etc.
She also is not well versed in sports - at all. Never watches, doesn't follow what's going on, constantly messes up players name and even what sport they play.
Anyway, a few years ago my brother and I were watching the Big East tournament with SU playing Georgetown. It was the game Arinze hurt his quad.
From the start of the game my brother and I were saying how we "hate" Georgetown to which my mom would reply "It's not nice to hate anyone." This exchange happened countless times throughout the start first half. Yet as the game wore on, I could see my mom actually getting into the game.
Then out of nowhere, I guess from the bowels of her soul, she angrily let out a "Georgetown smells like motor oil." This took my brother and I by complete surprise. We could not hold in the laughter. "Motor oil"? What the hell does that even mean?
I guess all those years of laying dormant had a significant impact on her trash talking skills.
By the end of the game (tipping point being Arinze's injury), she was was saying "Georgetown sucks."
from my mother and me...it's 10:40 and Georgetown still sucks.