Road Trippin’

The alarm clock screaming at me to wake up at 6 A.M. and telling me that I should’ve went to bed a lot sooner than I did. I knew I would be going through it in the morning of our 12 hour bus ride but who cares I’ll have that time to sleep on the bus. Crawling out of bed thinking to myself “No I won’t have the time to nap the whole trip because I have a big paper due that night at 12. Yay! I can’t sleep on the bus anyway what am I talking about. “Anyway I shuffled to the shower so that I may wake myself up to make it to the bus. After the shower scrambling to find my travel suit that also could’ve been found the night before thinking again to myself “I need to quit being so lazy.” But looking around the baskets of clean clothes that have gone unfolded for weeks I struck oil finding the suit. Throwing it on I hurry to my truck because I took a little too long in the shower so now I’m rushing out the door to make it just in time, but forgetting my computer that I will need for that paper I run back in to grab it and head off to the school. Getting the locker room I’m running early enough to be late I start packing my travel bag with all my gear that I will need to play my football game. I just scoop my whole locker into the bag so I don’t forget anything then throw my bag under the bus to go claim my seat.  I’ve sat in the same seat for three years and still a first time traveler tries putting their carry-on bag in my seat but I politely relocated it in another seat I always get the seat that is just the right distance from the TV. Yes, this may be rude but I have earned my stripes through my years of hard work and effort through the program. So now we are departing and I get ready for the cinematic adventure that the student coaches have chosen appropriate for us. I should get cracking on finishing my paper but aaaaaaahh it can wait. This is the best time passer for us football players on these long bus trips just relaxing until we stop for lunch. When the first movie ends we are still a couple hours from our lunch stop so I get out the old computer and start working on my paper. With papers and my computer spread out across my two seats flipping back and forth looking through it all to find enough information to pack into my paper so that I can make the grade. Teachers should commend us student athletes because it is something difficult to ride a bus full of guys making noise and trying to write a paper. Taking breaks in between the paragraphs to watch the next movie and listening to the funny guys on the team just talk about guy stuff to put it lightly I try to enjoy to bus ride and actually get stuff done at the same time. Finally we get to the restaurant for lunch and I’m starving. Waddling on the bus after eating too much I decide to enjoy the ride until we get to the hotel. Several hours later getting to the hotel the whole team is trying to make it to get their cards at the same time (Gosh I hate that). When I slide the door my roommate and I look through the room and compare it to the rooms that we’ve had weeks before then settling down on the bed and wait for supper that night. The best part about the trips are going to the movies and seeing a free movie but the trip to and from the movie theater the upper classmen harass the freshmen about the “experiences” they’ve had in college already it is all in good fun yet very funny. But after the movie and good times it is time to get serious because we have a meetings that are intense times talking about what is needed to happen during the game to come out successful. Getting back to the room it’s back to work on my paper until 12 A.M. then after struggling down to the last minute I finished it and it’s time for the Domino’s pizza ritual that  we have every time we travel. Eating the pizza we call the girlfriends then turn out the lights and prepare for the game. Once again the alarm clock, shuffling to the shower and getting out we head down to breakfast then to a meeting. Getting back to the room we throw on our uniforms and make our way to the buses to go to the stadium. When the game is over we throw our bags back on the bus and climb on the bus and get ready for the long ride home and it will be a long one after losing a close on in overtime to an opponent we were beating for majority of the game. I am worn out from the game and after eating my food I crawl onto the floor and try to get some sleep. Yea the floor is nasty but after 3 hours of a football game you don’t really care. I wake up for every bump the bus hits but for the most part I think I got 3 hours of sleep over the course of a 8 hour straight shot home. Waking up from the worst sleep ever I get my things together and grab my bag from under the bus. I get into the locker room and pour my bag out, turn in my gear I checked out and hurry to my truck to get home. When I get home I fall into my bed and wait for the alarm clock again.