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re: A&M YELL practice
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:07 pm to aggressor
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:07 pm to aggressor
When they start swaying and talking about how they are going to "Saw Varsity's Horns off" (hmm I wonder what they could possibly be talking about 
) the tackle box honestly looks like its going to implode.
) the tackle box honestly looks like its going to implode.
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Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:08 pm to aggressor
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BTW, ESPNU is apparently going to broadcast Midnight Yell live tomorrow. Great chance to see what a bunch of freaky cultists Aggies are, it's a love it or hate it thing.
I'm sure your little pep rally will be widely watched.
In Calvert.
This post was edited on 9/6/12 at 4:46 pm
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:11 pm to aggressor
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We Aggies are just a different bunch.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:13 pm to Sao
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Midnight Yell
MSU is having our annual bulldog bash when we play A&M and supposedly are going to allow them to do the midnight yell in the cotton district as our way of welcoming them into the SEC.
I will be there, on a balcony, with piss balloons giving them their true welcome.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:13 pm to deltaland
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I will be there, on a balcony, with piss balloons giving them their true welcome.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:14 pm to FightTigers
Do the Yankee Tigers have anything like woopig, cowbells, rammer bammer, etc?
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:14 pm to BluegrassBelle
Silly Aggies and Piggies arguing over who's yells are the least hetero.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:18 pm to roadGator
Just the MIZ- ZOU chant...really nothing too special. Honestly I'd rather have it that way than cowbells and woopig, but at the same time hope we can establish some new identity as well.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:19 pm to TbirdSpur2010
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frick what your 2%er girlfriend thinks, then
i have heard that term 2%er before and never understood it to have anything to do with sexual intercourse. but since i don't know enlighten me. does it have something to do with yell practice? buying in to the traditions?
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:23 pm to Choctaw
Listeater is one of the more bizarre tales of Aggie lore. Several years ago A&M had a big home game that students were camped out for (as usual) to "pull" their tickets. To keep things orderly they went and made a list of the folks in line so that it would go in an orderly fashion once the box opened. So shortly after the office opens some BSC chick pushes to the front of the line and demands her tickets ahead of everyone and she grabs the list and literally eats it saying she doesn't think it is fair. Needless to say she became a pariah and internet legend. It was helped greatly that she was a fat, ugly chick that was freaking crazy. A million gifs were born and now she is a bizarre A&M legend. Pretty sure she ended up leaving school. Here she is:
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:24 pm to Cajun Tifoso
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leading the students in the "Eyes of Texas are Upon You"
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:24 pm to LSU GrandDad
Maybe 2% of the student body is normal enought to not partake in this gay shite.
Aren't there certain words people cant say until they're a sophomore, junior, etc.?
That's just too much for me. Aggie on!
Aren't there certain words people cant say until they're a sophomore, junior, etc.?
That's just too much for me. Aggie on!
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:26 pm to LSU GrandDad
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i have heard that term 2%er before and never understood it to have anything to do with sexual intercourse. but since i don't know enlighten me. does it have something to do with yell practice? buying in to the traditions?
In a good mood, so I'll bite. "2%er" refers to Aggies who don't buy into the traditions/lore/etc. of A&M. Usually WAY more than 2%, from what I've seen, but it's all in good fun anyway
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:27 pm to CavalryAg07
that gif isnt a week old and its so played out
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:29 pm to TbirdSpur2010
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In a good mood, so I'll bite. "2%er" refers to Aggies who don't buy into the traditions/lore/etc. of A&M. Usually WAY more than 2%, from what I've seen, but it's all in good fun anyway
yea...i think she's probably a 2%er. although she was in a sorority and did attend a few yell practices.
and though i've begged and even offered her several minutes of sexual bliss.....she's still wearing her A&M shirt instead of her LSU shirt to the big game.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:33 pm to TbirdSpur2010
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In a good mood, so I'll bite. "2%er" refers to Aggies who don't buy into the traditions/lore/etc. of A&M.
that's cool. i kinda figured that but was confused some. not trying to set you up man.
i just don't know your traditions or venacular. from observation i can see that many, if not most, of them began when y'all were a military school and they have continued mostly intact. that's probably why many people kid y'all about them. they are unique in the college football world (in the big team world as the citadel, vmi, etc may also have similar ones) and people are not familiar with them. most people, esp. younger ones, ridicule things that are unique (different) and that they aren't familiar with. but i'm sure you already know this.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:34 pm to LSU GrandDad
2% er refers to how 2% of Aggies that aren't hardcore and don't buy in to traditions. Example:
"Damn it's hot standing in the sun for this game, let's get out of here and beat the traffic." Response, "What are you, a fricking 2%er?
There also is a Midnight Yell for every road game in the city where we play but it is typically fairly small but good fun. For instance in Austin it was always at the State Capital steps. We also do a Yell practice at a place on campus called "The Grove" 2 days before the game if it is on the road for the students who can't go. The Grove Yell is actually where Bear told everyone he was leaving A&M to go to Bama when we were ranked #1 and then the team went on to lose their last 3 games (not his best motivational speech).
If A&M wins at home, we sing "The War Hymn" and then the Freshman in the Corps chase down the Yell Leaders and tackle them on Kyle and then carry them across campus and throw them in a fountain called "The fish pond". Then they walk to the YMCA building and hold a Yell Practice. If we lose a game we perform a Yell Practice immediately after the game.
Yell Practice for Aggies is kind of like Mass for Catholics.
"Damn it's hot standing in the sun for this game, let's get out of here and beat the traffic." Response, "What are you, a fricking 2%er?
There also is a Midnight Yell for every road game in the city where we play but it is typically fairly small but good fun. For instance in Austin it was always at the State Capital steps. We also do a Yell practice at a place on campus called "The Grove" 2 days before the game if it is on the road for the students who can't go. The Grove Yell is actually where Bear told everyone he was leaving A&M to go to Bama when we were ranked #1 and then the team went on to lose their last 3 games (not his best motivational speech).
If A&M wins at home, we sing "The War Hymn" and then the Freshman in the Corps chase down the Yell Leaders and tackle them on Kyle and then carry them across campus and throw them in a fountain called "The fish pond". Then they walk to the YMCA building and hold a Yell Practice. If we lose a game we perform a Yell Practice immediately after the game.
Yell Practice for Aggies is kind of like Mass for Catholics.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:38 pm to 20symbolsisnotenoug
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Maybe 2% of the student body is normal enought to not partake in this gay shite.
I think that means 2% enjoy male cheerleaders at Texas A&M football games.
98% do not partake in this gay stuff.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:42 pm to aggressor
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Yell Practice for Aggies is kind of like Mass for Catholics.
as a catholic i am going to have to say comparing worshiping football to worshiping jesus is not kosher.
Posted on 9/6/12 at 4:46 pm to ctiger69
As good a spot as any for this old classic.
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My two colleagues and I were terrified as we stumbled upon the worshipping ground of the Texas A&M football faithful.
I tried to escape. Honest, I did. But believe me when I tell you, I didn't know what the hell was going on. What was happening around me was dumbfounding, disturbing, frightening.
I don't know what it was that compelled me to stay. Maybe it was fear. Maybe it was my obscene sense of curiosity. Maybe it was the smell.
Whatever the reason, last Friday night I found myself, along with my co-workers Asad Kudiya and Kevin Buehler, in probably the most peculiar situation of my life.
Cannons were firing. People were chanting. They were gyrating in unison. My God, they were doing synchronized pushups!
This was called "The Yell," and I found myself unwittingly and unintentionally thrown into the middle of it. It was there that I began to discover just what College Station, Texas was all about-and I'm not exaggerating when I say it may have changed my life forever.
More than 30,000 Aggie fans crowded the streets outside the stadium just before midnight last Friday, as they do before every home game, ready to take part in this massive pre-game pep rally.
Now, I had always heard about cults. I had even seen a few documentaries on them on The Learning Channel. Heaven's Gate. Jim Jones and The People's Temple.
But never had I seen a cult up close and personal until we settled into our places in Kyle Field Friday night.
It started with the pushups. Then it was the "Fighting Aggie War Hymn," a tune repeated ad nauseam all night long, one that still rings in my head at this very hour.
Hullabaloo, Caneck, Caneck. Hullabaloo, Caneck, Caneck. All hail to dear old Texas A&M...
Then it got weird. A group of young men, wearing matching overalls, took center stage down on the sidelines as the raucous crowd suddenly hushed. The men began leading these Aggie faithful in chants, cheers and the reading of Masonic verses.
And everyone knew exactly what to do-and when to do it. They knew what every hand gesture meant. They knew every word of every chant and every song.
Everyone except us, of course. We, visitors from Utah, did not belong. We did not have the ceremony down by heart. But we did what we were told. What else could we do?
"I was confused...and scared," a genuinely shaken Asad told me afterward. "I felt like if I didn't do what they were doing, they were going to rape me."
We leaned over and bowed our heads with the rest of them. We repeated those infernal chants and sang the praises of the Aggie gods. We leaped up and threw our hands in the air, and praised the Good Laaaaawwwwd, as the four men down in front declared a Jihad on the Utah Ute football team.
Beat the hell out of Utah, they chanted. Beat the hell out of Utah!!
The four Yell leaders wailed on the microphone and told the crowd to Riiiiiise Up! They made a strange, Hitler-looking gesture to the crowd, and all of a sudden the people around us threw their arms around us and we all began to sway from side to side, singing that war hymn...and it was then that I realized that everyone was speaking in tongues.
Hullabaloo, Caneck, Caneck. Hullabaloo, Caneck, Caneck. We're gonna beat you all to Chigaroogarem. Chigaroogarem. Rough, tough, real stuff, Texas A&M!
My memory is a little fuzzy, but if I remember correctly, everyone around us was wearing long, white cloaks and burning candles. And If I'm not mistaken, there was a virgin sacrifice as well.
Strange and terrible things began happening inside me. These people had been brainwashed, I was sure of it...but...I kind of liked it. I was oddly titillated by the whole experience, ashamed as I am to admit that.
I was conflicted. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I loved them and loathed them. I was repulsed, yet mysteriously drawn to their sick, twisted game, comforted by this theatre of mass worship, this cornucopia of rabid fan psychosis. It was like a KKK gathering on mushrooms.
Talk about worshipping false idols. This was just for the football team, for Pete's sake. The football team!
The U football team sometimes struggles to get 35,000 fans at the actual game-A&M got that many for the pep rally. On a late Friday night, no less. These kids should have been getting wasted, having sex and walking around town in a drunken stupor stealing stop signs and falling asleep in public fountains.
But no-at half past midnight, they were at the football stadium, worshipping Dennis Franchione while four boys in overalls did their best impression of an Episcopal sermon.
I'd never seen anything like this place. None of us had.
I mean, what can you say about a town that simultaneously symbolizes everything that is right about college football, and everything that's wrong about our nation's educational system?
But it wasn't just the football fans-the whole town of College Station was arse-backward.
The place was littered with the scary but aptly named Crickets on Steroids with Wings, which may or may not have been the apocalyptic, flesh-eating bugs prophesied in the Bible.
The night desk clerk at our hotel was named Lucifer. Everyone in town drove a maroon-colored pickup truck. The uniform code at every business establishment was an Aggies T-shirt. The school marching band looked uncannily like the Third Reich. We went to a bar where people actually played darts for hours and hours on end. Who does that?!
Small things, I know. But after our experience Friday night, every little thing made the town seem all the more strange.
When we left "The Yell" Friday night, none of us could speak. What the hell just happened, we all thought to ourselves. That wasn't just school spirit-it was something different altogether. Those people were just...different. If this wasn't a cult, I didn't know what was.
The experience of College Station was an odd one. To tell you the truth, I'm just glad I got out of there alive. Hopefully, the place didn't rub off on me.
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