Penn State played Notre Dame this weekend, and both nightlife bloggers have stories to tell about the game. First, Lauren talks about the game atmosphere. Below, Erin recounts her experience tailgating with Notre Dame fans.

I decided to do something totally unique Saturday night, something crazy that only a true nightlifer could pull off. So I put on this white T-shirt I bought, trekked 76937584 miles from my downtown apartment, and went to some football game against some team whose mascot appears to be a leprechaun or something of the sort. They were from the University of Notre Dame, if you've ever heard of such a place. Perhaps it's in France; sounds French to me.

Anyway, I learned a few things at this game. For one, according to the students in section EDU, Notre Dame's quarterback, Jimmy Clausen, apparently has genital warts -- at least according to a raucous chant that occurred throughout the game. And at 2:58 left in the game, section EDU had some advice for this Clausen kid. He was told to "give up, you [rhymes with cluckin'] [insert expletive here]."

And another thing I discovered while attending this sporting event. The United States needs to stop searching for Osama Bin Laden overseas, because he is somewhere in State College, or so the students in section EDU think. Frequently, I heard them chanting "[rhymes with cluck] Bin Laden!" with such vigor and resolve that I am sure he was somewhere in the stadium, or at least near Franco Harris, an ex-PSU football player who was in the box right behind where I was sitting.

So after this sporting event, which we won, by the way if you didn't hear, I was faced with quite the quandary. It's the second Saturday of September, the Nittany Lions annihilated Notre Dame and Michigan is 0-2 to Oregon and Appalachian State. So, what to do?

Well, if you are me and/or a fellow Collegianite, you go check out the Blue Band post-game, take pictures of the ridiculous amount of trash the football players have to clean up the day after the game and you sit where the normal people sit -- in the sweetest chairs with seat backs ever. I highly recommend obtaining one, if you have graduated or are just incredibly lazy, like myself.

Anyways, after investigating what the old people sit in while we stand for four quarters (again, WHY), you go in search of food from previously mentioned "old people," a.k.a. alumni who tailgate like it's their last supper.

Things I learned while unsuccessfully begging for table scraps:
1. Playboy and PSU fuse during football season -- there is this incredibly sexy tailgate that advertises its sexiness by displaying a Playboy bunny symbol over its equally sexy hot dogs and cole slaw.

2. Lastly, upon walking back to my downtown apartment and seeing a hand-made, artsy-fartsy poster hanging over an apartment balcony, I learned that the only difference between Charlie Weis pre-and-post gastric bypass surgery (did he actually have gastric bypass surgery? Note to self: investigate -- Wikipedia.), is that after the surgery, he eats only double cheeseburgers and has his pants around his ankles, or so the poster advertises.

--Lauren McCormack