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Eddie Royal was a regular at my frat's parties. Not very exciting though.

Best night was probably in 06, joe had graduated and I was in my super duper senior year. He was down visiting my slummy ass for the Ga Tech game. Had a pretty awesome party at my crib, it died around 230ish, so we decided to go to 711 on south main . Ran into Hokie football alum Will Gowin and became instant bros. We went back to a frat bro's apt, where Will starts owning the place and drops the best insult/taunt ever: "Hey, wanna fight? Go outside and practice falling down, I'll be out in a few minutes."

He continued to regail us with stories about being awesome, and how Michael Irvin was a trememdous shit-talker at Miami. Somehow we all stagger over to, what I think, was some kind of Latin Dance club party or something. We were denied entry until Will shows up, makes it rain, and we all get the VIP treatment. I seem to remember *someone* upper decking a toilet there.

I'm not that good at details or at writing non-technical things. joe could add more and/or correct me, should the spirit move him.

How I became a Hokie -

I was passed around at football games wrapped in a blanket when I was 6 weeks old. I don't know how to be anything else.

My older sister was looking for a D1 soccer team with a good architecture program. VT was her number one choice. I remember she had her friends over to watch the USC-VT game and I was giving her crap for being a "VT fan" for never having even visited the school and it being across the country. I kinda ate my own words as a deep chill ran down my spine when Enter Sandman came on engulfing Mark May's blabbering.

Long story short she ended up in Blacksburg, and my first time visiting her when I was 16 changed everything. Lane Stadium showing itself over the Blue Ridge mountains and the right turn off 460 onto Southgate Dr was enough to convince me. I followed in the footsteps of my sister, and now my youngest sister just got her acceptance letter. All of my parents' kids are Hokies thanks to my oldest sister brainwashing us into the best thing ever.

Mine has possibly more to do with football outside of Lane than inside it.

My parents didn't attend college so I had zero ties to a university, my dad worked in Greensboro, and with his job came UNC sporting tickets, football, basketball, ACC tournament. Naturally I grew up a UNC fan. I have older cousins that went to VT, and I remember their enthusiasm in '99 but didn't pay attention really.
I graduated h.s. in '00, didn't even apply to VT. UNC, VCU, n UVA rounded out my applications. I was accepted early to UNC, never opened the rest of my letters. Growing up about an hour away a lot of my friends were going to VT.

My parents split up the weekend after I moved in. The administration at UNC was amazing letting me defer admission until January or the next year. Super nice, understanding that life has curve balls.

Labor day I go to Bburg for some much needed friendly beers. Two guys i've known since kindergarten live in Pritchard. After scoring a free ticket at a tailgate for the game that night, getting shuffled out of the stadium for lightning, back to the dorm. I played a game of football in the mud outside Pritchard. Possibly some of the most fun I had ever had, at that moment in time... exactly what I needed.

I came up a few times here and there, but the WVU game was really what flipped the coin. I had been attending a local CC to stay academic for the year, applied in December to VT. Moved to bburg in July of 2001.

When people talk to my 4 y.o. little girl and ask her where she lives, she replies, "We live in Virginia Tech."

"Yet, this brings me back to a question I plan to address after the bowl game. How does Scot Loeffler see the future of his offense?"

My worry is that Loeffler doesn't know the answer to that question and he's getting whatever pieces he can find in the hopes he can graft together a functional offense.

Hanover pretzels good? Hersheys chocolate or Wilburs? Lebanon bologna? S Clyde Weaver meats and cheeses? Troegs beer? I have a in-law in the area and visit once or twice a year.

I meet people all of the time here that say to me, "I think I know someone that went to Tech..." My response is "You wouldn't think, you would know. They put something in the water down there, and its a part of you for life."

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