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Crazy Col­lege Sto­ries…As Told By Maryville Pro­fes­sors

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While we can all re­mem­ber our crazy col­lege sto­ries and em­bar­rass­ing mo­ments in the apart­ments or at the bar, we some­times for­get that our pro­fes­sors have had these mo­ments, too. We asked some fac­ulty and staff about their crazy col­lege sto­ries, and they seemed to help us feel a lit­tle less em­bar­rassed about that one time you dropped your phone in the toi­let at a Maple 8 party.

 

The Man in the White Shoes

“When I was a fresh­man at the Uni­ver­sity of San Fran­cisco, I was re­quired to be in the Army ROTC. For the fi­nal re­view of the year in May, the en­tire cadet corps pa­raded in front of the as­sem­bled Army brass of the re­gion (sev­eral gen­er­als, many colonels, etc.). In putting on my uni­form in my room prior to the pa­rade, I could­n’t find my Army-is­sued black shoes, so I wore my every­day black and white sad­dle ox­fords. When my rank of cadets marched past the re­view­ing stand, a gen­eral jumped up yelling “Stop! Stop!” and the pa­rade lurched to a halt. He came run­ning down onto the pa­rade grounds and ran into our for­ma­tion yelling about the “man in the white shoes.” He grabbed me and dragged me out of the for­ma­tion, much to my em­bar­rass­ment. That was the end of my ca­reer as a mil­i­tary man.” -Dr. John Wick­er­sham

 

The Sum­mer With a Plethora of Twenty-First Birth­days

“I was an ori­en­ta­tion leader, but at our col­lege, when you were an ori­en­ta­tion leader, you stayed on cam­pus. So all 100 of us stayed on cam­pus in the same dorm over the sum­mer. Be­cause it was a big­ger col­lege, we had an ori­en­ta­tion about every two weeks, and it was two days. Every time any of us had a twenty-first birth­day, we would (all hun­dred of us) stay up all night, even if it was ori­en­ta­tion. So the ori­en­ta­tion leader is like, ‘What is go­ing on? Why do you all look like hell?’ We all went ‘Oh, I don’t know,’ and by the end of the sum­mer, they fig­ured out ‘Oh, it was so and so’s twenty-first birth­day.’ We’d stay out all night.” – Anony­mous fac­ulty mem­ber

 

Knocked Out…By a Goal­post

Image courtesy of the Columbia Tribune
Image courtesy of the Columbia Tribune.

“One of the cra­zi­est ex­pe­ri­ences I had at Miz­zou was the time we played K-State. I went to the pre-game party and tail­gated with my friends. Then we went to the game. We ac­tu­ally won for the first time in many years against K-State, it used to be a big ri­valry. The tra­di­tion was that we would race the field and tear down the goal post, and carry it to Har­po’s, which was a bar in the cen­ter of town. I de­cided that I was go­ing to be one of those peo­ple who tore down the goal post. I was jump­ing over peo­ple and surf­ing peo­ple and shov­ing peo­ple out of the way. Got in a few fights on the way be­cause every­one is try­ing to fight to get there. As I’m about 15 feet away from the goal post, it comes down, and next thing I know it’s right in front of my face. It hits me, knocks me out, com­plete con­cus­sion. I woke up in the hos­pi­tal, when I woke up I asked if we got the goal­post to Har­po’s.” – Pro­fes­sor Scott An­gus

From Skinny-Dip­ping to the ER

“We went skinny dip­ping in the river near school. There’s a cliff you can jump off. I did­n’t go butt naked, I had my box­ers on, but he went butt naked. He was like this big gi­ant guy and when he landed in the wa­ter there was a tiny stick, but it went up his butt all the through and pierced his colon. It (the stick) had to be at the per­fect ver­ti­cal po­si­tion stick­ing up, and when he landed it went straight up with such force. He had to go through surgery and get his colon re­con­structed.” – Anony­mous pro­fes­sor

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