Knitting, it does go well with Football!

Tailgating and knitting! People were nice, and actually jealous of my skills. Ok, maybe not so much of my knitting skills, but more of my jello shot, diet coke, beer, pattern balancing skills. Which, is better than a jab in the eye, or a dissertation on chewing gum.




She has shoes with a built in beer opener! Wild crowd, no?

Awesome wild crowd! New found friend Beth, with her Alpaca Beer Cozy!!! Ok, it's John's beer cozy, but Beth made a better model, and I think it was her beer.

I had to sneak my knitting in under a handknit hat. The handknit hat was also handy to bootleg in more jello shots. Nice.

Night knitting...

I only ran into one bit of trouble. The twits behind me were heckling me and asking if I could hurry up and knit them a scarf for the second half. Then they started talking about their favorite flavor of gum, and continuing to talk about gum for 10 minutes. I realized it was not worth breaking my needles by jabbing them into their eyes. Plus, I might get my knitting confiscated. But really, gum, chewing gum?

Does Football Count?

Ok, ok, I'm going to knit like a freaking Outlaw this weekend! I mean it. Beer swilling, meat eating, (I'm the World's Worst Vegetarian) and swearing. That's just from me. I'm going to knit at a College Football Game! The Western Michignan University Broncos vs who ever is bound to beat them.

Right, so they aren't in the Big 10. I'm really not sure what they are in, but if those boys from the Appalachians can beat the University of Michigan, does it really matter?

Oh, I usually sit in my big comfy coleman camp chair, a beer in each of my cup holders, my feet propped on the cooler, mouth swearing, barking orders, or making bets, and my hands looking all dainty and proper making a baby sweater. Yes, a beer soaked baby sweater. Nice.


This year I am also going bring my project into the game. You see, I like football as much as the next person, but this is a dry stadium, so the game gets pretty boring about the time I need a beer. Yeah. I have been banned from bringing knitting in previous years, but this year, I'm an Outlaw Knitter!