Editor’s Note: Please welcome senior goalie and captain, Jake Springer of the Alabama Lacrosse team to MCLA Fan. He will be shedding some light on all things Tide Lacrosse throughout the season. Find out more on Alabama’s lacrosse program here and see of all Jake’s contributions here.
From a young age, I was taught not to hate. “Hate is a too strong of a word.” But as I’ve grown older, it’s inevitably happened: I’ve learned to hate things.
Being from Baltimore, I live and breathe to hate the city of Pittsburgh. Everything about it. I hate Auburn, Cam Newton, Indian food, NASCAR, Cecil Newton, guys with Instagrams, dubstep, I think you get the point. I hate many things.
But I hate two things above all else:
- The University of Tennessee
A quick Google search will tell you that Ombrophobia is the fear of getting rained on. That’s not it. I don’t fear the rain, I just hate it. I hate rain because it means no lacrosse practice. At Alabama, we might have luxurious football facilities, but we don’t have a turf field for club sports (*Side note* if you have millions of dollars in discretionary income and want to donate a turf for us, let me know). Couple that with the fact that Alabama weather has two seasons: Sahara and Monsoon.
We’ve been in ‘Monsoon’ for about 2 months. It rains like every 45 minutes here. One hour of Alabama rain ostensibly means our field is underwater.
There is a saying around this campus that, “the sun always shines on the Crimson Tide.” It clearly isn’t referring to our lacrosse team.
We’ve been practicing for 7 weeks now, and only once have we had a full week of practice. 4 of those weeks, we’ve had 2 or more practices canceled. Before last week’s game against Kentucky, practice was canceled on Tuesday, I had class during Wednesday practice, and Thursday’s practice lasted 10 minutes before a lightning strike sent us packing. We ended up beating Kentucky 13-3, but it was tough to tell which was sloppier: our play, or the muddy excuse for a field.
Ironically, I’m writing this blog on a Tuesday night where (surprise) our practice was canceled again. But I’ve been keeping busy: it’s Tennessee Hate Week.
A long-time rival of Alabama, the Vols hold a special place in our hearts. I would give a long diatribe about how much I hate Tennessee, but why do that when there’s a YouTube clip that’ll do it for me:
In reality, I truly don’t know how much Tennessee fans hate Alabama because I don’t know any UT fans. But I can tell you the day I began to hate the Vols was the first Bama-UT football game I went to in 2009. Alabama was ranked #1, and Lane Kiffin’s unranked Tennessee Vols were down 12-3 with about 1 minute to go. Then they scored a touchdown. Then they got the onside kick. Then drove it down the field in 30 seconds. Before I knew it, a 12-3 win was about to become a 13-12 upset. I couldn’t fathom a more embarrassing way to blow our undefeated season. But then, this happened:
You can call it lucky, call it divine intervention, or call it bull****, I don’t care. I call it poetic justice. This Friday against Tennessee, we hope to dish out some poetic justice ourselves on the lacrosse field.
Am I nervous for the game? Sure. It’s our first real challenge this season, and we’re expecting a larger-than-normal crowd on hand. The rain has canceled one practice this week and might sabotage another. But am I afraid?
I don’t fear the Vols, I just hate them.