Today is the Homecoming game! Everyone on campus seems to be bustling around, and I see a bunch of alumni walking dogs around the bell tower pond. The schedule today is packed — mostly with tailgating. I saw people with grills aflame when I walked to rehearsal at 8:15 this morning.
I will admit to the truth: I’m struck with Homecoming apathy. The long conversation about independents (those who don’t live in Greek houses) participating in Homecoming festivities has some weight, and this opinion piece in the Butler Collegian, especially the controversial editorial cartoon, ruffled a lot of feathers. While I don’t think independents are necessarily excluded from Homecoming, I know the participation level is much lower on that front. Some thoughts on this:
- Activities like Lawn Decs (decorating the lawns of Greek Houses) are of course centered on the opposite side of campus as independent upperclassmen who live in AV, UT, or in off-campus housing.
- Generally, Greek houses mandate participation in certain events. This depends on each individual organization, but it yields a much higher percentage of people participating– which makes it more fun for those involved.
- Each Greek team (a fraternity and sorority) is paired with a non-Greek Housing unit, which does allow for non-Greek participation to be integrated with the general Greek enthusiasm for events like Homecoming. This is obviously a generalization, but I think there’s still some truth in it.
- If you live in Greek Housing, those who participate in Homecoming activities live down the hall. If you live in independent housing, because there is such a low percentage of participation from these residence units, it’s more likely participants will be scattered throughout the dorm/apartments. It’s easier to muster enthusiasm when your next-door neighbors have the same spirit.
Overall, Homecoming excitement is concentrated in Greek housing, diluted in independent housing. I think this is the main reason people say independents are excluded from Homecoming. However, as an independent living in AV, I am right next to the Butler Bowl and all the Saturday activities. I had ample opportunity to participate in different activities; all the communication was very clear. What was missing?
Aside from a truly, spectualarly busy/miserable week (wonder why you didn’t hear too much from me?), no one close to me ever mentioned Homecoming or — that I know — considered participating. It’s an interesting dynamic. The best I can say is that, as an independent myself, I did not participate because I didn’t particularly feel compelled to do so.
But since my ballet rehearsals are done for the day, I think I can catch the game and maybe some of the parade!
One of the other advantages of the Butler basketball media machine? Billions of stories about Blue II, Butler’s English bulldog mascot!
Everyone loves Blue.
Since the Final Four and Championship games were in Indianapolis last year (and here I would link to my old blog posts about last year’s championship festivities if the new technology hadn’t eaten my archives…. grrrr…), I saw Blue much more often. Since Blue was in Houston this year, and I was not? No Blue sightings. Well, unless you count the photos someone stuck in the skywalk between Jordan and Gallahue hall:
Houston, we don't have a problem.
Still, I like the real Blue better.
Blue is quite the popular bulldog. If you don’t follow his Twitter, you are missing out on some cute pictures. For a while, my mother changed the desktop picture on the family computer whenever Blue’s owners posted a new picture. The desktop background changed at least once a day.
Blue’s travels to Houston created a whole new host of photo ops. I particularly enjoyed the airport sequence:
(These are not my photos, obviously. Blue has his own Flickr photostream.)
Seriously, though. Talk about celebrity. This dog also has a Facebook page, blog, Youtube channel, and even a live webcam! And more fans than Justin Bieber. [I originally misspelled that as “Beiber” and had to check to see which was correct. Don’t worry. I’m still sane.]
Butler’s mascot, English bulldog Blue II, has been getting the star treatment over the last few weeks. (Actually, who are we kidding? He gets the star treatment all the time.) While in Houston, Blue II served as the inspiration for a martini. This isn’t just more attention lavished on the hound, though. Proceeds from the drink sold at the hotel in Houston go to the Houston SPCA and the Butler mascot fund. Woof!
Excerpt from a ballet teacher’s pre-class speech: “You have to be like the basketball team. Ballet, basketball, not so different. Well, it’s a little different, I mean, you are dancers. But you have work hard just like the team. They don’t take days off. They don’t give up.” And it went on like that. By the end, I was ready to shoot some three-pointers, erm, do some triple pirouettes.
How were we supposed to perform a jump in our Modern 3/4 class? Was there a specific position where we hit rétiré, or were we just to move through the air?
“Just move through the position,” said our modern professor. But we were to get some air. She told us about a certain picture of a certain member of a certain basketball team. “He was,” gesturing, “this high off the ground. That’s what you have to do.”
Be Chrishawn Hopkins. Okay, dancing, go!
Let’s not mince words. Last night was painful. There are millions of articles to tell you that. All these articles also talk about the upstanding character of the Butler Bulldogs. Thanks for all the good times, guys. We are so, so proud of you.
Teamwork, passion, fortitude. Butler’s basketball team treated the campus to a few solid weeks of unifying spirit and fun. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Of course we’ve won.
(The last two pictures are my friend’s. Anna is an amazing photographer-dancer-anthropology student. Check out her photo blog!)
Pep Rally on Butler's campus
Celebrating with the bulldog statue
So many sweet moments to balance the bitter ones
My friend Anna's picture. My pompom.
My friend Anna's picture. Freshmen dance majors.
If you are confused about the title, please fix that: Butler is going back to the Championship!
Facebook statuses that say it all:
“‘I AM A DOG. NOT AN UNDERDOG. A DOG. A MEAN DOG. A JUNKYARD DOG… AND YES, MY BARK IS AS BAD AS MY BITE… WORRY ABOUT A BEAST THAT DOESN’T KNOW WHEN TO QUIT, NO MATTER WHAT SEED YOU PUT ME AT.AND IF YOUR BALL LANDS IN MY YARD, CONSIDER IT GONE. I AM NOT AN UNDERDOG. I AM THE TOP DOG. AND YOU’LL BE SEEING ME AROUND YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD FROM NOW ON.'”
“And it’s gonna be a DAWGFIGHT!”
“I can has national championship game prease??” (Response: “The bulldogs don’t need any herp frying to da championship game!!”
“AND THAT IS HOW IT’S DONE, FOLKS. GOING TO THE SHIP.”
“AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOIN TO THE DANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TWO YEARS IN A ROW BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARE YOU A BULLDOG??? HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Yummy roast ram…Go Butler!!!”
“this is kind of a familiar feeling– BUTLER AT THE SHIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
As you can see, we are fairly stoked to return to the Championship game for the second year in the row. Go dawgs!
(Good job Rams. I’m from Richmond; I’m proud of you… But the bulldogs have my heart.)
BU vs VCU
It’s Saturday: Butler vs VCU is this afternoon for the Final Four game. I have Butler Ballet rehearsal in an hour or so, but I’ll be done in time to watch the game in Hinkle Fieldhouse.
Words aren’t working for me today. Pictures instead:
Sweet victory over the Gators last weekend.
Star Fountain dyed blue for the occasion.
Going to the Final Four!
The bookstore is so popular, they've put up signs with directions around the campus.
Yet another picture with the bulldog statue.
This past week was Butler University’s Homecoming. As an busy, non-Greek, fairly-apathetic-in-the-spirit-department, college student, I did not alter my normal routine too drastically, but I still enjoyed the atmosphere on campus. Living so close to the Butler Bowl, I got to watch as the parking lot was cleared, the blue tents for tailgates went up, the trees sported blue ribbons… then BAM! It was Saturday morning, and I was trying to bike to rehearsal for Butler Ballet’s The Nutcracker (come see! come see!)–through the Bulldog beauty contest. I walked my bike through that crowd: I was too afraid I was going to get tangled in a leash and injure a canine contestant.
Other events during the week: Yell Like Hell, tailgating, Greek lawn decorations, Homecoming parade, various alumni receptions… The list goes on. I myself just went to the game.
This afternoon after rehearsal, I changed out of my dance things, had a couple hot dogs with a friend, and went out to the Butler Bowl. Neither of us really knew much about football, but sitting in the crowd with all the other students, wincing as one or another player went down under a crush of bodies, was fun. Ain’t modern society the strangest? I suppose this is more ethical than, say, medieval bear-baiting, so perhaps that last sentence was not entirely accurate. Regardless.
Army of loyal fans
The halftime show
Just before we lost the football game...
It was a great afternoon, made even better by the fact that it’s near the end of October and still warm enough for short sleeves.