Post by aggieborn5 on Mar 25, 2009 9:41:02 GMT -5
I made a statement in an earlier post that I would have worn body paint to the Lady Aggies NCAA game if I was still in school. I think I managed to somehow take it a step further. Upon my arrival to the arena, I was informed by the cheerleading coach that the student who usually suits up in the "Aggie Dog" did not make the trip to Atlanta. As I sat in my seat, the blue Aggie blood in my veins began to boil. I started to think about all the little kids who come to the games just to see the Aggie. I thought about all the fans who would be watching the game on TV and wonder....."Hey...where is the Aggie Dog?" Then I thought about FSU's fancy little Seminole dancing around the court taunting our players while the fans did the "chant and chop" 
For a short time it seemed as if the A&T would not have a mascot on the floor for a nationally televised tourney game. All of a sudden it was like a bomb went off inside me. It was at the moment that I realized what I must do. With no hesitation whatsoever, I got up out of my seat, headed to the locker room, threw on the Aggie Dog and took my seat along side the cheerleaders. After about 3 Minutes I realized how tough this game was going to be. I was already beginning to sweat like....well(see Thrilla). Although I had a great seat, I could barley see out the dayum dog head (the left eye is cockeyed). I think I sprained a muscle in my arm from doing one-arm Aggie push ups. I had a knot on my head from the makeshift padding (or lack there of) from the bike helmet inside the dog head, but it was all worth it. Suiting up kind of took me back to my playing days. The costume smells like the football locker room, and my body was sore. Good thing I have paid enough attention to the cheerleaders to know a few of the cheers.lol I did a pretty nice job of keeping my cool although the pep band had me dancing on a few occasions. A couple of bad calls had man fussin at the refs but other than that, I was cool. The best part of it all was going up to Thrilla and shaking his hand without him even knowing I was a fellow BDV member. He looked a bit annoyed so I figure that means I did a good job. Turns out that the FSU Seminole didn't show either. (probably went to the FSU mens game the day before) At the end of the game I got in line and shook hands with the Noles. The loss hurt but I felt more for the girls. I was extremely proud of the teams and the effort but most of all I was proud that AGGIE PRIDE didn't die. And it never will....... Not on my watch!
For a short time it seemed as if the A&T would not have a mascot on the floor for a nationally televised tourney game. All of a sudden it was like a bomb went off inside me. It was at the moment that I realized what I must do. With no hesitation whatsoever, I got up out of my seat, headed to the locker room, threw on the Aggie Dog and took my seat along side the cheerleaders. After about 3 Minutes I realized how tough this game was going to be. I was already beginning to sweat like....well(see Thrilla). Although I had a great seat, I could barley see out the dayum dog head (the left eye is cockeyed). I think I sprained a muscle in my arm from doing one-arm Aggie push ups. I had a knot on my head from the makeshift padding (or lack there of) from the bike helmet inside the dog head, but it was all worth it. Suiting up kind of took me back to my playing days. The costume smells like the football locker room, and my body was sore. Good thing I have paid enough attention to the cheerleaders to know a few of the cheers.lol I did a pretty nice job of keeping my cool although the pep band had me dancing on a few occasions. A couple of bad calls had man fussin at the refs but other than that, I was cool. The best part of it all was going up to Thrilla and shaking his hand without him even knowing I was a fellow BDV member. He looked a bit annoyed so I figure that means I did a good job. Turns out that the FSU Seminole didn't show either. (probably went to the FSU mens game the day before) At the end of the game I got in line and shook hands with the Noles. The loss hurt but I felt more for the girls. I was extremely proud of the teams and the effort but most of all I was proud that AGGIE PRIDE didn't die. And it never will....... Not on my watch!
