(Enter Pistol Pete into a hotel lobby that looks suspiciously like it was once a 'Best Western', despite no indicatory signage. It’s nice, the hotel features Cinemax and an outdoor pool, but it is no Holiday Inn. A desk clerk that looks like Lee Corso wearing a Sooner Schooner, no, is Lee Corso wearing a Sooner Schooner, leans behind a desk.)
Lee Corso: "Welcome! Will you be checking in?"
Pistol Pete: "No. I’m just going to check out the bar. I’ve some business in early January and I won’t be staying long."
Lee Corso: "Oh, of course. It's right down the hall..."
(Lee Corso leads Pistol Pete to a smoky, poorly lit, converted conference hall that serves as the hotel bar. There are about 15 other mascots at the bar. Some have the look of having been there awhile. Pistol Pete sees some conference chums, but doesn’t want to have to talk to Raider Red, so he sits beside Willie Wildcat)
Willie Wildcat, quickly, desperately: Pete! You made it. Now listen, we don't have much time. Whatever you do, do not order "the special". It is made of poison and roofies. You will never get-out-of-this-HELL---
(Blue Devil, who is tending bar, breaks in abruptly)
Blue Devil: --Willie, please be quiet. You are disturbing our new guest. Mr. Pete knows better than to listen to the nonsensical ramblings of a half-man, half-Mongrel, anyhow. Mr. Pete has Justin Blackmon! He is a man who knows what needs to be taken care of. What’ll it be, Mr. Pete?
Pistol Pete: Uh, I guess not "the special". You got Beer?
Blue Devil: We just have Schlitz. You sure you don’t want the special? It’s really good...
Pistol Pete: Schlitz sounds okay. And a shot of ‘Jack’.
Blue Devil: We just got "Jim Beam".
(Blue Devil pours drinks, but is eying his patrons carefully for signs of cracks. New clientele doesn’t happen much, and it always brings forth tense times at the lodge.)
Pistol Pete: What's with this place, Willie? How come all the drinks are second rate and the walls are filled with photos of fans crying?
Willie Wildcat, again terse and nervous: --KEEP COOL. Ill explain in the men's room once we get an opportunity--.... catches Blue Devil's watchful eye, That was some good game the other day, Pete. You got some team there. They don’t quit. I think you’ve a good chance of escaping here...I mean, escaping without a loss this season...
(COME AND JUMP WITH US PETEY. FOREVER, AND EVER, AND EVER):
Blue Devil: So is this your first stay at the A.P. Lodge, Mr. Pete?
Pistol Pete: Yep, just visiting for now. Haven't even rented a room here yet. From the looks of it, I'm seriously doubting if I will.
(Cackles from other mascots)
Bill The Goat, laugh bleating: This place has a way of renting you... BAAAAAHAA BLEEEAT!
Blue Devil: QUIET! Well, I'm sure you'll find the accomodations to your liking. My cousin Sparky the Sun Devil and his friend Gamecock can fill you in on the A.P.'s "amenities". Sparky?
Sparky: "THIS PLACE IS FUCKN AWESOME! WE AINT GOTTA DO SHIT! FREE SKINNAMAXX, POOL IN DA SUMMER, ALL THE BEAM WE CAN DRINK!"
Gamecock, strutting : OH YEAH,Y’ALL! BA’CAWK! As soon as we figure a way to pipe some more cheerleaders in here, or keep the ones we have from aging, WE’LL BE ON SOME SERIOUS MONEY, Y’ALL! SQUAWK!
Sparky: "NAVY'S CHEERLEADERS LOOKIN MAD SALTY YO!"
Bill the Goat: That’s because they are all dead. BAAA! BLEET! Some of them before you two fratboys even got here. You know nothing of football. The Naval Academy reached #2 three times! Roger Staubach! BAAHH, BAAAAHH!
Sparky, rearing his hand back: SAY ‘ROGER STAUBACK’ ONE MORE TIME SHITHEAD. SEE WHAT HAPPENS. NOBODY EVER HEARD OF HIS ASS. HIS JOCK COULDN’T HOLD JEFF VAN RAPPHORST’S MINERALS!
Chief Illiniwek: Hey. Your Jeff Van Rapphorst's and Roger Staubach's are just as the boar in the night, gone down to sleep with the dying weeds. The moon will not rise on the sands of Tempe or Annapolis as long as there are stars in the sky.
Now, Mike Taliaferro. There was a quarterback.
Jayhawk, squawk humming "Sweet Georgia Brown" in frantic bird tones: BA’SWAQUAWCK! Do Do Do Do DE DEE! Do Do Do Do DE DE DEEEE! Who wants to play some B-Ball? MA’BAWK!
Sparky: WHO LET JAYHAWK OUT OF HIS CAGE?!! NOW THERE WILL BE SHIT EVERYWHERE!
(Groans from the regulars. Pistol Pete scowls towards Willie Wildcat hoping for some kind of explanation)
Willie Wildcat: When I give the signal, make a break towards the bathroom... Go!
(Willie, still obviously scared of something, dashes towards the men's room. Pistol Pete causally vacates his barstool and follows after him into the facilities.)
Willie Wildcat: There you are. Listen to me, Pete. I know you think number two is good. And it is, but it isn't the best. Do you understand?
Pistol Pete: Sort of...
Willie Wildcat: This lodge is filled with mascots who got to the edge of being the best then fell short, their dreams and the dreams of their fans dashed out of their heads with an axe blow of mediocrity. Hell, Buzz from G.T. won the N.C. in '91 and they still won't let him out of here. Now I fear the lodge wants you too. Do you see the danger you are in?
Pistol Pete, now beginning to show some distress: What do you mean, 'won't let him out of here?' What kind of hotel is this? I just picked it because I thought it was a 'Best Western'.
Willie Wildcat: This is the lodge of broken dreams! You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave!
Pistol Pete: I hate that song... So, you're telling me that there is no way out, that I have to sit here and drink Schlitz forever with a bunch of failures as the reward for beating you last weekend?
Willie Wildcat: There is one way out. The only way is to win the Big Enchilada, Pete. It's your only escape. A.P. will have to rank you number one, and then you'll be free forever. But, if you don't, you become one of us.
(Blue Devil storms in with Raider Red who is brandishing a large axe. Raider Red then grabs up Willie and carts him out of the men's room.)
Raider Red: I'll be back for you next, Cowpoke. Then we can be together forever, and ever and ever...
|Duke||3||Nov. 2nd, 1942|
|Iowa-Pre Flight||1||Nov. 29th, 1943|
|North Carolina-Pre Flight||1||Oct. 9th, 1944|
|Randolph Field||1||Nov. 13th, 1944|
|Navy||3||Dec. 9th, 1963|
|Illinois||3||Oct. 5th, 1964|
|Georgia Tech||3||Jan. 2nd, 1991|
|Northwestern||1||Nov. 2nd, 1959|
|South Carolina||1||Nov. 12th, 1984|
|Arizona State||1||Dec. 9th, 1996|
|Kansas State||1||Nov. 29th, 1998|
|Virginia Tech||2||Oct. 29th, 2000|
|Boston College||1||Oct. 28th, 2007|
|Kansas||1||Nov. 18th, 2007|
|West Virginia||1||Nov. 25th, 2007|
|South Florida||1||Oct. 14th, 2007|
|Texas Tech||1||Nov. 16th, 2008|
|Utah||1||Jan. 9th, 2009|
|Boise State||1||Oct. 31st, 2010|