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INTERNET PEOPLE OF THE OREGON DUCKIAN PERSUASION: You are good at the footaballs, and we appreciate this. Now, let's see how you party down. The EDSBS Department of Aggro-Tourism wants your tailgating stories and photos for this week's column. If you'd like to be interviewed or have anecdotes to spare, email wolfbearclownshark-at-gmail, please and thank you.
over 1 year ago
Holly Anderson
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Duck in jammies, Chip in hoodie. Duck doing the Duckie
Oregon has taken over this corner of the Internets!
Weoejuwejhdjwe!
by Chekhov's Spread Gun Option on Nov 2, 2010 3:42 PM EDT reply actions
absolutely
the Duck is easily the best mascot out there
other schools should take note of his work
by JunctionCrimson on Nov 2, 2010 3:49 PM EDT up reply actions
Any mascot with jammies is a winner.
Inspired by the Duck, I have suggested that the new Ole Miss black bear should show up for those brutal 11:21 a.m. kick-offs in full Walk of Shame/hangover gear, complete with bloodshot eyes, disheveled hair, a swap shirt, and a bloody mary.
by allicolls on Nov 2, 2010 4:03 PM EDT up reply actions 1 recs
Also...
he should be accompanied by a female bear, wearing a sweatshirt over a wrinkled sundress, streaked mascara under her eyes, a strange crusty white substance on her chin, and carrying a pair of broken high heels.
He would win forever with that
and everyone would forget about Ackbar.
Weoejuwejhdjwe!
by Chekhov's Spread Gun Option on Nov 2, 2010 4:08 PM EDT up reply actions
Dammit!
Too slow to make the, “U.S.A. #1!” joke.
/shakes fist….again
by Uncle Earmuffs on Nov 2, 2010 4:23 PM EDT up reply actions
A costumed character
Within a costumed character.
How Freudian literary that is.
"Gentlemen, it is better to have died as a small boy than to fumble this football."--John Heisman
You like us! You really like us!
/sallyfield’d
I mean listen, we’re sitting here talking about rankings, not a game, not a game, not a game, but we’re talking about rankings.
by HoodRiverDuck on Nov 2, 2010 4:10 PM EDT up reply actions
My one memory of a game in Oregon
was a road trip my frosh year at Cal. all I remember is wine coolers and beer and teaching the Oregon band our words to thier fight song.
Go Bears Go
You west coast commies share fight songs?
Shame.
Weoejuwejhdjwe!
by Chekhov's Spread Gun Option on Nov 2, 2010 4:15 PM EDT up reply actions
Moscow by the McKenzie and Moscow by the Bay.
We share because that’s what Kamerades do!
by BigGreenWreckingMachine on Nov 2, 2010 4:19 PM EDT up reply actions
Well, Cal and UCLA do.
Seriously. Wikioogle it.
Is it the same tune?
I mean, at Georgia Tech, we had words for the Auburn fight song and the UGA fight song, but they weren’t ones we’d tell them about.
/To hell, to hell to hell with GEORGIA, the cesspool of the South!
//The Auburn lyrics are better
That's not very creative.
If the best you can come up with is to adapt a phrase out of your own fight song…well, that’s just weaksauce.
/you can have your fancy AAU membership. At least I got laid in college. And she wasn’t even my sister.
My only argument is you're stupid.
by boddagettaflyer on Nov 2, 2010 4:51 PM EDT up reply actions
Alternate words to Sweet Home Alabama are the best
Although not as many people as I would expect know the whole chorus.
Ain't no freak like a nerd freak
Factoring in the degree of difficulty, I’ll put my record up against any of y’all shooting fish in a barrel. Not only were they all fairly hot; they’re all well-employed and still friends of mine.
This one time at Georgia Tech...
/American Pie’d
Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit licking batteries.
Wait?
Wine Coolers?
/shakesheadsadly
I am not drunk, just overserved
by Gen. Stoopnagle on Nov 2, 2010 8:40 PM EDT up reply actions
this was the early 80's man.
bad decisions were made.
Go Bears Go
Bah. Send that fufu stuff up to Corvallis.
If it is consumed in Eugene, it better have hops. If not, the proof better be 70 or higher.
It’s spelled "S-H-U-F-E-L-T-A-L-I-T-T-L-E-T-I-G-H-T-A-T-T-H-E-H-E-E-L"
Pullman needs something a little stronger to kill the pain.
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I mean listen, we’re sitting here talking about rankings, not a game, not a game, not a game, but we’re talking about rankings.
by HoodRiverDuck on Nov 3, 2010 5:22 PM EDT up reply actions
If Jammies don't get you an autorec, I don't know what will.
At the risk of repeating myself a billionty times, that Duck is hilarious.
A different (and maybe unwelcome) perspective
Well, this isn’t an anecdote, but a perspective that you might want to bear in mind: despite the Pre mystique and current Ducks’ success, Eugene has never been a sports town in the way that other college towns are.
As a leading city of the Granola Belt, it’s a town that prides itself on being quirky, anti-establishment, and politically activist. To many students, staff, and townsfolk (unlike the more conventional students who follow the Ducks while passing through town for four years and remain faithful ever after) the success of the Ducks is not necessarily somehing to celebrate.
Their transformation to a national powerhouse places increasing emphasis on an athletic program that may seem more a part of a national problem than any kind of solution (e.g., national media attention embedded in corporate sponsorship; affiliation with Nike, which is more known in Eugene for its abuse of workers’ rights than for subsidizing the Ducks; the sense of entitlement on the part of some student athletes, exemplified by the many arrests over the last few years; etc.). The jock BMOC that might thrive in Lincoln or Columbus or Gainesville seems strangely out of place in Eugene, where the really “involved” students are trying not to get their dreadlocks tangled as they chain themselves to a logging road blockade. (That’s sarcasm, by the way, which might as well be directed at my own younger self.)
Don’t get me wrong: I love my Ducks these days and follow them closely, but I never even considered attending a game while I lived in Eugene (from the late seventies through the nineties). It simply is not a piece of the counter-cultural atmosphere of Eugene—and in Eugene, ironically, the counter-culture is the dominant culture. The only time many of us ever entered Autzen Stadium was when the Grateful Dead were playing there. What Duck game-days are best known for these days, at least among the locals I stay in touch with, is the lack of traffic that makes bicycling down the streets so much more pleasant.
Go Ducks!

















