terps basketball

I went to my first Terps game ever. Actually, it was my first basketball game too! I'm a football kind of gal, so it was not a really big deal, but I had fun. Being on a real college campus with sports and school spirit made me sad. Sometimes I regret going to UB. We have no sports teams, no school colors or mascots, no spirit or sense of unity. UB is a school for the busy, working, parenting, trying to rush through a degree kind of student. The few events we have are usually dead, unless you count the welcome week block party. (which is when they bring beer to campus and charge us a dollar. surprise, the turn out for the block party is always staggering)

The Terps lost. Not normal. As we were leaving our seats, a young guy was yelling toward the court: "What is going on? You're the Terps. You just lost to American. Come on!" I do not follow the Terps, but even I know that this was a strange loss. They just could'nt get into a rhythm. I've seen it in football all season: the Ravens simply cannot get it together.

The crowd was the real show. I was amazed that all of the students remained standing throughout the entire game. That is spirit. And the rituals! I do not know what the newspaper thing means, but while the other team was being announced, every student shook a newspaper until the lineup was finished, then they crumpled the papers up and threw them into the air. After half-time, the cheerleaders brought out spinning discs, and the crowd spun them when the other team took penalty shots. The discs were meant to be a distraction, but it didnt do much good tonight.

I would like to go to a real college for Grad school. I am thinking about Georgetown. I know, big goals, but I think I could do it. I have always assumed I would not get into the schools I like, but after two years of straight 4.0 at UB, and national honor societies, I have new confidence in myself. I am only half joking when I say that I would like to take the L-Sat blindly, and see how I do. If I do well, I will abandon writing for Law School. If I do not do well, I will go to Emerson and continue writing. I guess I feel as though I have to prove myself to the world. I see someone wearing a Harvard Law or Georgetown, or other ivy league hoodie, and I want to tell them that I, too, could get in if I so chose.

But for now, I will just focus on graduating. And then on getting a job. Harvard material or not, the job market is scarce these days. People should just pay me for my opinion, I'm full of those.