My thoughts exactly

Let me begin by saying, I hate the cougars. Hate them. I can not understand Husky "fans" who say they root for the cougs as long as they're not playing UW. WSU fans would never say this. Coug fans seem to be more rabid because A: There is NOTHING in Pullman but cow turds and cougar football, for a long time these being synonomous, this year especially, and B: They have always been the underdog, and the underdog's fans, while usually destitute of hope, are fanatics in regards to their team. There is at least one bar in Pullman I've read about where Husky fans are not allowed in. You will never experience this in Seattle.

I won't go into the ways Husky fans seemed to be out-rooted often times by cougs. It's enough to say we've always looked down on them, and for good reason. I detest them because they exist. I, who recently have been trying to mature, emotionally and otherwise, and grow out of such childish reactions caused by wins and losses, still can't hardly type or utter the "c" word because I hate them so much. I'm serious.

I have an immediate negative gut reaction for every bumper sticker, hitch ornament, window logo, car flag, license plate holder, jacket, or hat I see with the red university lettering. I can't stand it. I'm trying to be a better person, more thankful and aware, wishing blessings on people instead of curses, but I am a neanderthal when it comes to wsu. I don't even want to type the letters in upper-case. I'm sure this will sully my reputation with both of the people who read this blog, but it is what it is.

So understanding this, I am presenting the following video, which was put together by a coug, as one of the best things I've ever seen regarding my feelings on Husky football over the recent past. The irony is not lost on me, people. This reinterpretation of 2004 German film "Der Untergang" is downright brilliant, because IT'S EXACTLY HOW I FELT AFTER THIS YEAR'S APPLE CUP. The fact that it stars Hitler as a Husky fan is a testament to just how far we've, and I as a fan , have fallen. This entire scene played out in my mind as I sat there in the Ram bar alone, after my demonstrative reactions caused everyone around me (both Huskies & cougs) to bolt following the final outcome.

As for my attitude towards the cougs, I at this junction in my life, am not sorry. At some point you have to stand for something, and by god, if it's only for your team, then so be it. Whatever I become in life, I will die a Husky, and I will hate the cougs. Perhaps that's what it should read on my epitaph:

He lived and died a Husky, in spirit bold and brave, and will forever hate the cougers, even from the grave.