BC’s tailgate experience lacks not so much in its quality, but in its duration. Pre-game its just too short, by time you setup, throw a few back its time to get in. I remember living on campus and waking up at 8am to enjoy some beverages, sometimes in a contraption used to “funnel” oil into a car…..

But all in all tailgating isnt as bad as some say, because there’s always one savior at the end of the night- MaryAnn’s.

In terms of my tailgate spot, i share the same lcaleas Brian and we make our home on the patch of grass just in front of the comm ave garage. After throwing back some budlights, and then shotgunning back some more, we enjoy the sights and sounds of the Eagle Walk. But be careful we are literally fenced in, and some misjudge the height of said fence when trying to chase Baldwin.

I like BC, but we pail in comparison to gameday tailgates to most other ACC schools. Luckily we have Allston—→ Boston city life to get us through the rest of the day.

I haven’t commented on here in a while and after seeing the tailgate headlines, I felt compelled!! So many people affiliated with this blog know that I(Mrs. Jeff) am a staunch Clemson fan and I grew up attending Clemson games and tailgates. So I was quite pumped before going to BC the first time a few years back as it was a new experience and I had no idea what to expect! It was also my first time meeting many of Jeff’s friends so I was a little nervous also. Our pre-game festivities began in the back yard of some friends apartment complete with Beer Pong and Flip Cup(I mean, seriously if your tailgate festivities dont include these-then your party sucks)! Anyway, so I just knew that this was a fabulous way to start and things were only going to get better! We jumped into cabs, made a pit stop at the Licquor store and Dunkin Donuts, and we were on our way! Once we got to campus, we all conjugated in a little parking spot(no car) and our tailgate consisted of Beer and Dunkin Donut Munchkins! Now, I have to tell you that eventhough there was not the usual “production” that I was used to, I was not at all dissapointed! I quickly realized that it was not about the “Quantity” of the tailgate size and stuff that mattered, it was about the “Quality” of the people and friends involved that was most important!-kind of sappy, right?

All of our tailgates have much improved on the Quantity side though and definately rank up there with the best! So with that said, I look forward to football season just as much as Jeff(and Brian)! Whether it be at BC or at Clemson! And for those of you that dont know this, our cornhole set consists of one BC board and one Clemson board-we gotta keep our family rivalry fun and exciting!! Go Tigers and Eagles!!

Come on guys – BC pre-game experience is “average” when you cite Blacksburg and Clemson in your narrative? Blacksburg and Clemson could be some of the greatest pre-games on the planet! Calling BC’s average puts us somewhere equally between them which just isn’t reality.

Many thanks to Jeff’s wife for her kind words, but when you story starts with we took a taxi to the tailgate, you just don’t get it! I remember my first home ACC game was against Clemson and they were taking pictures of BC folks tailgating inside a 3 story parking garage because they’d never seen anything like it.

If you’ve ever been to a Clemson game (which is openly documented as my favorite place to see a game outside of New England) you understand what tailgating is like. You get off the highway and immediately see a camper on top of the hill with a party going on. Keep in mind that the highway exit is 8 miles from campus! At Virginia Tech for the Matty Ryan miracle comeback, there were 75,000 people partying in a driving rainstorm for 6 hours before the game. I passed one guy who literally had a deer hung from a tree and was cutting pieces of meat off for the grill right from the carcass. This is a deer that still had the fur on and that was alive 2 hours earlier.

Sorry – BC’s doesn’t compare.

That said, I love the “F-em all, I’m going to have fun” atmosphere at a BC tailgate. There is almost no harder way to have a great time than to go to a BC tailgate and get down, yet tons of us do it every weekend. I pre-stage at my son’s apartment so that I can jog over from where we’re staying in Newton at 8 am, shower and then drag my crap to a 10 × 10 spot of grass in front of the rec center to reserve a spot (hoping that there’s not some blow up inflatable prop from a corporation already paying for that space) and wait for friends to arrive. Luckily they arrive every week from Bob the parking lot guard to the friends I’ve met who run Putnam Investments.

BC’s tailgate is great and unique among big time college football, but I’m afraid that calling it “average” in comparison to Va Tech and Clemson is a stretch.

As always, my salute goes out to the fans of Clemson. The most hospitable away site in college football!

Just a quick note to tell one of my favorite BC tailgating stories. About 6 years after I graduated and moved to DC, my wife and I went back up to Boston for a game. We were staying with some friends from BC who had moved to Providence and we drove up to the game on Saturday morning. Now BC had put in place some new procedures and rules since we had been in school, one of which was that Shea field closes 30 minutes before kickoff to pedestrians. When we finally made our way over to Shea to meet up with some other alums that morning, the Boston Police at the gate across from the reservoir told us the field was closed and we’d have to walk all the way around and go into the game.

We talked a bit with the cops about the new policy and tried to sweet talk our way in, to no avail. Even pointing out that one of my friends was about 7 months pregnant brought only congratulations, but no access. At that point, a car pulled up with a pass for parking on the field and the cops let them in. We ask if we could go on the field if we had a car, and they said yes. So the next car that pulled up, we asked the nice couple in it if we could hop in the car so we could get on the field to see our friends. Despite the look on their faces that this was one of the strangest thing they had been asked in quite some time, they said sure. The four of us (or 4.5 of us) climbed into the back seat, drove 10 feet, and got out. The cops just stood around laughing. We got onto Shea and were able to meet up with a few of our friends before the game.