Competition?

12-2-11

Okay, so I guess I should feel honored that they want me to organize some English majors for the Brock Bowl next week. But, apparently the head of my department was "trash-talking" to the leader of the opponents. Before my class with him, he told me about their conversation with his excited face on, the one where his eyes twinkle mischievously.

What was said:

"I told [that professor] that they're going down. And you know what she said?"

"No, what?"

I shouldn't have asked. Teachers apparently discuss students between them, and I guess I should take it as a compliment that the other professor pointed out that I was on my department's team. I'm sure that's what he meant it as.

Anyway, then he looks at me and says, "I want us to win this year."

To which I replied, "We won last year."

"We did?"

"Yep. By a lot, too. I remember. I was there."

"Well, I was there and I don't remember, but I believe you." And he basically summed up by saying we should strive to win anyway.

It's a fun rivalry. I like playing. But it's a team effort, in my opinion. It's the teams that make it fun. It's also just for fun, at least in my mind. I'm pretty sure the teachers involved just want the bragging rights of having won. Besides, I've never gone back on what I told Thurber all those years ago: I'm an English major, so I play on the English team, even with my history minor.

It's somewhat exciting, although a little geeky, but I know I will have a little difficulty in getting people to play. English majors are fickle about being up front, I've noticed. So I hope that the people I hope will be there will be there. (I'm looking at at least two of my blog-readers. Yes, I went there. Please play next week. And do you know someone who's still a student who's got skills in 20th Century? Maybe one of you?)