go-topshelf-on-chowder:monsieurloyal:omgcheckplease:“Oh my GOD, if they did more tailgating at hocke
go-topshelf-on-chowder:monsieurloyal:omgcheckplease:“Oh my GOD, if they did more tailgating at hockey games, it’d be America’s most popular sport.”Football was never Jack’s thing. Truth be told it wasn’t Bitty’s either, but this was Georgia vs. Tennessee. The Bulldogs vs. the Vols, and he would be damned if he skipped an opportunity to watch Georgia end Tennessee’s currently undefeated season.He was afraid, though, that Jack wasn’t enjoying himself. Bitty kept catching Jack looking down at his phone or staring seriously at the other tailgaters.Jack’s head snapped up from his phone suddenly. “He’s a fucking aerospace major!”“Who, honey?”“Rocket Dobbs.”“Oh my god.”–A Vols fan. Jack was going down a bright orange rabbit hell hole where he would emerge a VOLS FAN. “Smokey’s pretty cute, eh?”“Ours is cuter.”“I don’t know, I like a dog you can run with–”“Jack, I love you and will protect you. But shut up.”–“Butch Jones is a pretty stand up guy. Build the team brick by brick? I can respect that.““The Lord is testing me.”“Bits, what–”“My own boyfriend. My OWN BOYFRIEND.”–“Haha, third down for–”“Jack, if my daddy hears you say that, I don’t care if you have a full six inches on him, he will grab you by the collar and give you the swiftest kick in the backside known to man.”–The Vols had secured a hair-of-their-teeth lead for all of five minutes before Georgia got another touch down, pushing them over Tennessee in the last ten seconds of the game.Now, maybe NOW, Jack would see the better team. And then the Hail Mary. Josh Dobbs threw a 43-yard Hail Mary shot straight into the end zone, and straight to Juaun Jennings.#15.Jack shot up from his seat, screaming “There you go, #15!” “I’m joining the lacrosse team.” Guys this mini-fic made it even better. I’m cackling. -- source link
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