Find the Tzatziki

Well, I have to say that I was a little scared when I forced myself to watch our match-up against the Option*Option*Option.

We were pretty much sucking big-time in the first quarter.  They scored 14 unanswered points, then we scored 14 unanswered points... and then, somehow we figured out how to win one for Frank.

It was impressive.

Now, I'm scared again.  The Baby Lambies.  Mmmm... lamb.

Let's be honest.  This is the only time seeing lamb should make you happy.

The Baby Lambies = Unhappy

You can't miss this game, though, no matter how you feel.  It's Frank's last home game.  Despite our best efforts, the WWLS' GameDay threw us shade and won't be there.  They posted this stupid video instead:

Oh no, wait... I just found that video and it's hilarious.  Sorry, their video is in this link because I can't figure out how to isolate it.  Thanks, Al Gore.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/dc-sports-bog/wp/2015/11/19/virginia-tech-didnt-get-college-gameday-but-frank-beamer-got-his-own-hot-dog/

The Baby Lambies are good, like... old-us good.  They lost their first game to SC, but then have gone on to win 9 in a row.  One of those wins were over a ranked Pitt team... so yeah, they are pretty good this season.

Just hold your breath.  The.  Entire.  Game.

We can do it for Frank!

Or,

We can try REALLY hard for Frank!

I can't imagine going to Lane without Frank.  I will save my thoughts for our last game, but I've just gotta say that the fact that this is his last home game is really surreal.  I can't imagine how he feels.  I can't imagine how Bud feels.

All I can think is that...

I really hope the new coach gets rid of Stiney.

And I hope that new coach is Bud.

But not in that order.

Give 'em Hell for Frank, Bud!  We are going to need it.

Jump like you've never jumped before.  Paint your face.  Paint your body.  Tailgate like you mean it.  Lose your voice.  Shatter your car keys.  Find Hokie-colored Mardi Gras beads.

Be the ultimate fan tomorrow.  Frank deserves it.

Love YEE-rows,

The B.S.C.

BeamerPa No More

Greetings, Hokie Land.  It's been a while.  I'm alive.  I honestly haven't really watched a game in... oh, I don't know, a month?  And no, I don't feel bad about it.

A couple weeks ago, I was riding in my parents' car to my oldest son's baseball game, and my dad and I had a long discussion about the fate of our football program and Beamer's exit.  We basically decided that we were going to end up with BeamerPa sitting up in the booth because he'd be too old to stand on the sidelines.

Half a week later...

BAM!

SHOCKER!

Beamer surprised the crap out of us (and I'm guessing a lot of you) by actually announcing that this season will be his last.  He surprised me so much that I convinced my little fingers to log in to the blog and think about Hokie Football.  [Shudder.]

First off, thank God that he isn't going to become BeamerPa.  I was literally on the verge of never watching a game again, but now I'll finish out the season just to see how the kids play for him.

Yes, I said kids.  Because I am getting old.  Very, very old.

I'm not really interested in doing any sort of team-to-team analysis.  The Other Tech beat us last year at home.  Now we're in their stadium on a Thursday night.  No Enter Sandman.  No excitement.  Just some stupid old car at Bobby Dodd Stadium.

Bleh.

The only thing going for us, literally, is that they suck pretty bad this year.  They've actually lost one more game than us, somehow.

Yay for mediocre opponents!

I'm not interested in watching The Hobbit (ever, again, actually).  I just want to see how the boys play knowing that THE MAN is retiring this year.

Only 3 more games left.

Only 1 home game left.

Seriously, that's it.  I have nothing interesting to say.  I will work on my farewell to Frank, but I'm sorta at a loss for words.  Still in shock, I think.  So... yes... that's literally all I've got.

Expect to get teary-eyed watching all the old clips of Frank tonight.

Give 'em hell, Frank!  Give 'em hell,

Love a well-timed retirement,

The B.S.C.