Central Western Weekend

I knew we were going to win, and so did all of the sports analysts that reviewed the game. It was a cold fall day that had rained on and off all day. The hour an a half car ride from Grand Rapids to Mount Pleasant seemed to be one of the longest rides ever, but finally I see the signs that say "Central Michigan University Welcomes You!" I already hated it there. I hated it before I became trained to hate it in my defense,  when I was a looking into colleges during my senior year one of the ones I toured was Central, and I hated it. It was located at the corner of cornfields and dead-grass all year round it seemed, just like it was the day of the big game. Logan,  Zac, Alyssa and I are walking between small spaces that are filled with Maroon and Gold everywhere with a hint of Brown and Gold that was scattered through out the huge crowd. Walking around I felt things anywhere from anxious about the big game to the aggression that rose over when the crazy fans got in our faces saying things like "sink the boat!" or "F*** Western!" I'd as myself it was really that serious, it wasn't. Little did central know they were about to lose for the 3rd time in a row on their own field to us, the big bad Broncos. As the game begins the stadium is FULL, loud and chaotic, Central scores a field goal within the first 5 minutes of the game, then within another 6 minutes, we score, and we actually score a touchdown. The second quarter rolls around, and the domination begins and the scoreboard reads an easy 31-3, at the end of the second quarter many people start to flood out of the stadium knowing that we stood our ground and we weren't letting anyone mess with us. Third quarter comes and goes and the gap between the two scores on the scoreboard grows bigger as the student section for the Chippewas grows smaller. The scoreboard now reads 41-3 and the Western Student Section is insane. The game ends up being 49-10 and the Broncos win again for the 3rd time in a row on Centrals home field.