Musing on the Blue Hose. Go You Hoseheads.
The last time I wore pantyhose was sometime mid-1990.
It was some variation of flesh-tone. Certainly not blue.
Get this.
Men wear blue hose. It’s like a Scottish Thing. Think Mel Gibson in Braveheart.
When I see picture of Mel with that flowing tangled-mess of hair and blue face it almost makes me forget how really bizarre he ended up.
Welcome to Whoville?
We went to see the Presbyterian College Blue Hose play on Saturday. It was a visit for prospective football players and after a few minutes there having a school team called the Blue Hose seemed well, not so odd. Go figure.
First, we went to a meeting with the coaches. Head Coach Harold Nichols gave a very inspiring talk. I didn’t take pictures. I thought about it — lots.
But I chose to forgo taking pictures at that point in lieu of having my son acknowledge me as his mother for rest of my life.
Finally, I said darn it. I’m a mom with a blog. I have journalistic momblog integrity to consider.
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I started snapping away.
Their lockers were all pretty neat. And I didn't notice any locker room smell but my sinuses have been rather irritated of late.
We toured the campus then had a great lunch with the Homecoming crowd. I should have taken a picture of my plate. EXCELLENT barbecue, fried chicken and everything else.
I ate it all.
The day could not have been more beautiful. I was so very full.
I wanted to nap.
But we went to the game. Go you Blue HOSERS.
Jake hung out on sidelines before game.
Yawn. I tried to stay awake.
Then the cowbells started. We sat behind Number 16’s loved ones.
Lots of scoring by the Blue.
Number 24 had awesome game. Kind of like I used to for the Thetas.
The SMU Thetas. SMU Ponies 5 and 1. Woo.
(I digress.)
More cowbell.
The Blue Hose beat Gardner-Webb 28-14.
And after the game all the families went on the field to see the players — which I thought was pretty cool.
That Number 24 again. Just like they used to interview me after intramurals.
My Jake.
It was great day.
And I learned about blue men’s hosiery.
Were you at a football game Saturday?
I hope not at Jordan-Hare….ugh.
But I digress.
