Can you name your favorite weekend? I can

Last weekend was awesome awesome awesome. I can't even begin to tell you how awesome it was. Ok Friday night Michael and I went to The Griffin to meet up with Kate who I have not seen in forever because she's always stuck up her boyfriends butt. I wore my new shoes out so I was very happy about that, to be honest that probably trumped my excitement to hang out with Kate. Does that make me a bad friend? Oh well. We had some drinks, we hung out, someone danced on the bar that wasn't meant to be danced on, but people still appreciated it (no, it wasn't me and it wasn't Kate).

Saturday morning Michael and I woke up dropped Brown Dog off at my parents house and started on our 5 hour drive to a little place called Atlanta, GA. Why were we going to Atlanta you ask, for the Dave Matthews Allman Brothers Concert at Piedmont Park. Hello amazing concert. I know what you are thinking how could you go to Atlanta when the Gamecocks were playing Georgia in Athens, well my friends it was a hard decision, but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and we already planned a head and had a litany of people prepared to text us game updates. So we get to my friend Caitlin's house eat some lunch chug some beers and head down to the MARTA. We have to drive to the station which presents a bit of a problem because there is no where to park, so by the time we find a place to park I have lost by buzz and didn't bring anything with me that would allow me to regain my buzz, not to mention we are also running late so I am very very frustrated at this point in time. We board the MARTA along with hundreds of other people going to the concert. We finally make it to the concert only to have to stand in line for ONE hour to get beers I shit you not we stood in line for ONE FULL HOUR. We both got 3 beers each and made our way to the field to see what was left of the Allman Brothers show.

Kickoff for the Carolina Game was at 5:45 so by the time we had gotten beers and found a place to sit/stand Carolina was already up 7-0. Michael had predicted a Carolina victory, I on the other hand was remaining reserved in my hopes for the out come of the game. As a long time Carolina fan I've had to learn to curtail my expectations as I can only take so much heartache, and anyone that knows college football knows Carolina's program is built on heartache. So while I am flying high on the fact that Carolina scored first I have to remind myself this doesn't mean we are going to win.

Michael and I finish our hot and flat beers, flat because they had to open every beer that was purchased so no one was able to resell them. Yeah, because I'm going to resell the beers I just spent an hour of my life waiting in line for not happening. We decide to head to the completely disgusting pot-a-johns before Dave came on again another line that was so long you could die in it. As we waited in line to catch some terrible disease from the disgusting toilets Michael and I are surrounded by Georgia fans eager to know the score of the game we happily oblige, letting them know that Georgia indeed sucks and Carolina is awesome because we are still wining.

Dave goes on, the beer lines get shorter we are checking our phones like crazy people by this time we are into the 2nd half of the game. I get to a point where I just cant take it any more and instruct all updates to be stopped until the game is over. We are rocking out to Dave making friends hanging out having a good time. When this dude next to us pulls out a flask of Whiskey and asks Michael if he wants some of course I was like um, pass that shit here. Then his girlfriend offers me a smoke, and I'm like who are these people and what good deed did I do to deserve them as my new concert friends. I'm drinking their Whiskey smoking their smokes and thanking God he gave us such cool people to stand next to.

I cannot tell a lie even with my new cool concert friends I was having a terrible time concentrating on the concert, I was eaten up with desire to know what happened in the Carolina Game, and then all of a sudden it happened I got a text that read "Go Gamecocks good job Carolina". I look at Michael and I'm like what does this what does this text mean did Carolina win for the love of all things expensive what does this mean. Michael is furiously trying to access the Internet from his phone in all hopes of keeping me from having an aneurysm and then we get it we get the final results Carolina 16 Georgia 12. Holy Crap Carolina Won Carolina Won, I call my Dad, because I always call my Dad when Carolina does something awesome and go on about the game for a few minutes. Georgia fans all around us are crying because they cant take the lose. We fill up with more beers and make our way to the middle front of the stage to hippy dance to Dave and finish rocking the night away as we are joyous in our Carolina Victory.

We drove home Sunday flying our Carolina flags proudly. I love football beer and good music, despite the crap in the beginning it was definitely an amazing time.