Really great night.  As some of you may know, my DC’s girlfriend Brandy works as a receptionist/hairwasher at a local hair salon. One of her colleagues, a hairstylist named Jessika, asked me to attend a community theatre performance of Charles Dickens’s “A Christmas Carol” given that I’m easily the most cultured person in our social circle. I’m also the Cary Grant of the local youth sports coaching circuit from a looks and style perspective, so there’s that. In any event, me, Jessika, my DC, and his girlfriend all met up at Olive Garden for pre-theatre drinks and to take the “Tour of Italy” before the show. I wore a recently-purchased white dinner jacket, black turtleneck, black jeans, and white LA Gears. 

The one downside was that Trey Hill was scheduled to announce his commitment during the middle of the performance. But I came prepared. Hill’s commitment was being live streamed on Facebook, so when the time came, I whipped out my phone, put in my earbuds (so as not to disturb other attendees), and tuned in. A couple of people around us gave me strange looks, but I silently mouthed “I’m listening to the Trey Hill announcement” and pointed at my phone so that they knew there was a good reason for what I was doing. 

Once Hill announced that he was going to UGA, I stood up, asked the crowd for a few moments of their attention, and told them I was proud to announce that Trey Hill was going to be a Dawg. There were several fellow UGA fans in attendance who broke out into applause, but the cast was aghast. The theatre manager came over and tried to make me leave, but I caused a scene by loudly complaining that the cast’s British accents all sucked. The guy playing the Ghost of Christmas Past started yelling at me from the stage to be quiet, and I told him I’d sit down as soon as he figured out how to pronounce “water” like an actual Brit (the English say “wor-ter” rather than saying it correctly like Americans, and this supposed “actor” was failing to capture the authenticity). To get me to quiet down, the manager eventually let me stay with a stern warning.  

There were a couple of other dust-ups with the cast. For instance, during the end where the cast comes out to bow, my DC and I booed and barked at the guy playing Bob Crachit, because he’s a GTurd (Georgia Tech) grad, as well as his son, who was playing Tiny Tim (I would guess somewhere on the order of 75-80% of kids in Georgia who are cast as Tiny Tim end up attending GTurd). However, we made it to the end and made sure to do the “What’s that Coming Down the Track?” chant as we left the theatre. We capped the night off with Fireball shots and Miller Lite at Beef O’Brady’s, so it was pretty close to a perfect night for a UGA fan.