re: My experience at the Texas A&M basketball game.

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One of my high school friends, we all use to call him Squirts(Long story...), goes to Texas A&M and happened to call me up the other day informing me that he had an extra ticket to the Kentucky game and asked if I wanted to come down and we could make a weekend out of it.

I'd never been to Texas A&M before so I figured, "Ehm, why not?". So upon arriving at College Station, the first thing I noticed is the fact that everyone at Texas A&M is incredibly short. As soon as I arrived, it seemed like a million eyes were glaring at me. To put it in perspective, imagine that scene from The Wizard Of Oz, when Dorothy's house first crashes down and the little munchkins start to appear out of hiding, shocked and scared.

I mean, I'm 6'5" which puts me well above the average, but these kids didn't seem to be an inch over 5'0" tall; each one wearing something maroon and a military-style haircut, similar to a Mississippi State crowd except for about 12"'s shorter and smelling of what seemed to be stale milk and livestock.

The campus was actually pretty large, but unfortunately it was one of the worst campuses I've ever been to from a architectural viewpoint. The game was incredibly lacking of any atmosphere. I asked my friend how the nightlife was here in College Station and he seemed overly excited to take me to this place called Hormback's.

Let me describe this place to you, imagine that scary old house at the end of the street in your neighborhood that the old crazy man lives in. You know the one, the old house where it took two weeks before anyone realized that the crazy old man who lived there had died. Imagine if they then half-hearted-ly renovated that house into a bar but didn't bother to remove the smell of two week old decaying flesh from the joint. That was this place.

It smelt terrible, it looked terrible, it was the embodiment of Texas A&M because every student was there. I had to literally wade through what seemed like a daycare of fun-sized maroon-laden college students every time to get a drink. Of course, being much larger and more noticeably built than the rest of the population, I drew a lot of female attention. I struck up a conversation with this nice looking brunette(a rarity in College Station), and just asked her a bit about herself, in particular as to why a attractive girl like herself was at Texas A&M and not somewhere like the University Of Texas. She told me that her grades weren't good enough to get into UT.

I ended up leaving early, there was really nothing interesting in college station, it felt like I was on the set of The Hobbit the entire time. Probably the worst college basketball atmosphere I've ever experienced.

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