The morning after a Syracuse Orange / Georgetown Hoyas game in New York City where Syracuse wins, is a lot like waking up after a drunken one night stand in college. You feel satisfied, but you’re a little fuzzy on the details, have to pop a few aspirin, and do the walk of shame to work where you get to brag a bit to your basketball loving coworkers about what a crazy night it was. You had a lot of fun, but aren’t looking forward to seeing that person anytime soon.
I found myself at Duke’s in Union Square last night at what was pretty much a ‘Cuse bar that had a few lost Georgetown fans in it:
Dumb Georgetown Fanboy Behind me to his Friend: I thought you said you picked a neutral bar?! There’s a f*cking ‘Cuse flag hanging outside!Dumb Georgetown Fanboy’s Fanboy Friend: Every bar in this Goddamned city is a Syracuse bar!
They at least understood the predicament they were in, being surrounded by Orange fans. At one point towards the end of the 2nd half they screamed out in happiness and got a few death stares from my table. Instead of being jerks about it, they actually apologized and shrank down a bit. I’d be sorry too if I was a Georgetown fan, so we all laughed it off and carried on to have a good night.
I cannot say the same for when Syracuse came to town this past weekend to treat St. John’s like a ragdoll. It was the most impressive showing of Orange I’d ever seen in the Garden. Honestly (and unofficially) it was about 92% Orange to St. John’s 8% red. For a home game for the Johnnies, it was embarrassing to say the least.
But don’t take my word for it… let the St. John’s fans tell you in their own words and laugh hysterically like I did while reading through their posts:
We are one of the worst fans in college basketball. What a friggin embarrassment to be at the game today.
Let just stop being mad about it and face the fact here. Syracuse has over taken us as New York's College team.
I'm furious at the classless Orange players for their acrobatic slam dunks when the game was clearly over.
Everywhere I went today after the game I ran into those obnoxious Orange fans. After the game, my wife, my son and his fiance all went to Hill Country Barbecue on West 26th street. The place was full of freakin' Orange fans!
On the train home back to CT, six Orange fans, and one of them exceptionally drunk (what a surprise!) got in my car. Just looking at them made me sick. And angry.I hope other schools don't read this site, because it makes all of us look like a bunch of whiny girls.
The last two just make me feel so proud to be an Orange. Kudos to you Syracuse fans in New York City – you had a pretty great week, but you & your liver aren't done yet.
Up next? Syracuse – Uconn and yours truly will be making that yearly pilgrimage up in the Dome to pay homage and respect to our basketball gods.