Boo Hoo, BU
Yeah, it's July. Yeah, it's just about time for football season.
Nonetheless, no true fan of BC athletics will ever tire of this picture:
One of my top 5 sporting moments of all time, and something I will never ever forget. Even though that day will likely wind up taking about 30 years off of my life--by paving the way for a road trip to Milwaukee that consisted of 5 days of eating nothing but fast food, getting blackout drunk off of Jack Daniels and PBR almost every night, seeing Peter Harrold clank a would-be-tying shot off the post with 1.8 seconds left in the national championship game--it was well worth it.
BU's fans came to Worcester full of confidence that night, thinking they were going to blow us off the ice as they had in 4 of the 5 prior meetings that year. They left with their tails between their tight leather-clad legs, cranking up rave music in their BMWs (or flogging their camels to produce extra-loud braying) as they exited the arena in a futile attempt to drown out the "Let's go Eagles" chants, honking horns, and Dropkick Murphys renditions of "For Boston" from the small but overjoyed number of Eagles faithful and their cars.
As BC grows into its ACC status and hopefully emerges as an annual national title contender in both football and basketball, it is still important not to forget our roots as a northeast hockey school. Now and always, it Sucks to BU.