Yes, my friend, the day is finally here, it’s the day we can hate on a school we actually truly hate, George Washington University. But first, we have to go over UMass, a school that most of seem to hate, but not quite enough to comment on or really even vote. The truth is, it seems that most of us hate UMass but we aren’t sure why. We really haven’t had any moments in the A14 against them that really inspires hatred, but we still do.
The same can’t be said for the next school, which I think we can all agree is a team we all hate.

George Washington Colonials
Mascot: Colonials
Founded: 1821
Location: Washington, DC
Colors: Buff and Blue
2009-2010 record: 16-15 (6-10 conference)
2009-2010 vs. Charlotte: (1-1) Charlotte 72, GW 68 & GW 75, Charlotte 70
All time vs. Charlotte: 5-4
J Felt: I am what most people would call, “a level headed individual”, and I don’t get worked up about many things. With a few exceptions; slow people in the left lane, having nothing to eat for breakfast, losing to Hofstra or Monmouth, and of course, everything about George Washington University. Ever since 05-06, I have never hated any sports team as much as I hate them. Yes, even more than the Dallas Cowboys, the 1980 Russian hockey team, the New York Yankees and the cake-eating Hawks combined.
Of course, we’re supposed to really hate Cincinnati the most, but we aren’t playing them for awhile, and no team in the past half decade has come close to GW when it comes to inspiring hate. But how can I hate a team in A14 so much? It is, after all, just the A14.
It all stems back to the last regular season game in ’05-06. Charlotte was in need of a signature win to put it back into the NCAA conversation, and GW was going for the elusive 16-0 conference record. Time is dwindling down, Charlotte is leading in the last few seconds, and that fark tard Mike Hall starts tugging on Leemire’s jersey. Lee shrugs the first one off. Mike tugs again. What happened next we’ll just call the Elbow Incident. Then came overtime. GW tips in the game winner. They rush the floor. They lose in the A14 tourney. Get an 8 seed in the NCAAs and loses in the second round. Serves them right. Can you tell I’m still pissed off about that game?
Anyway, the next season we lose at home on ESPN2 at the last few seconds again. I remember waiting in the cold rain

Credit to peanutbutterflyers.blogspot.com for this humorous image
with 20 other people for that game. It’s actually the only memory I have from that season. Something about Los Turnover or something.
But it’s not just the games. It’s their obnoxious holier-than-thou fans. It’s the fact that they gave a scholarship to a guy named Pops. It’s the official color called “Buff”. It’s Karl Hobbs’ complaining to Bobby Lutz two seasons ago that we were running up the score. It’s everything about them. Even the fat lady that wore a George Washington jersey in the front row of the Alumni section (couldn’t Bobby have pulled a Roy Williams and have her ejected?). I’m so glad we beat them at the last minute this past season at home, or else my HateMeter would be broken by now.
To finish, I hate George Washington. They get a 10 on the 49erFanatics.com HateMeter. Thomas Jefferson was more important to our country anyway.
NLP: Normally when I have some hatred to work off, I take it out on innocent bystanders. I mean, I work at a hospital. It’s convenient to just carve them up and point them in the right direction to crawl for treatment. Problem solved and more revenue for my company/keep my job. Perfect world! Except of course it’s never that simple. There’s always something out that that gets you completely worked up in a lather and there’s nothing you can do about it. You just hate, HATE, HATE.
That’s the state of the world with George Washington. Really it’d be a better world without them. Overrated school in a crappy part of a crappy city that sucks the rest of the country dry. FBI alert: I just like to complain, I’m not a turrurist. Anyway. Yeah they suck. The hatred started early with the Colonoscopies. The president of the Pooptubers pitched a passive-aggressive fit about Charlotte joining the A10. Apparently this sycophant of society, trying to suck up to elite institutions like oh, University of Phoenix, felt Charlotte was below A10 standards. So ass-hattery was already in place.

Yes, that one, #12, pull his jersey.
Then there’s the basketball program. Coached by Karl Hobbs, who’s basically a crack-baby version of an Ewok, the Rear Admirals are a band of punks and thugs on the basketball court. J Felt did a nice job of pointing that out with the Mike Hall facking assault on Leemire. That’s bad enough, but then the refs come in and jacked it up even more by calling a BS technical ex post facto and not calling the very intentional intentional foul on Hall, who intentionally fouled Goldwire. Intentionally. Kind of like how Hobbs intentionally looks like a completely retarded fool on the sideline who needs a gift card to Jos. A Bank or hell, Men’s Warehouse. Get some clothes that fit you stinking Ewok clone. The best part was their fans rushing the court. Way to celebrate your impending first round exit after stealing a win you didn’t deserve because you got away with thugging up a player.
Then they go sign Me’Angelo’s brother. How’d that work out for you? You guys plain suck, I hate you, and it’s hilarious your administration doesn’t have the testicular fortitude to fire a useless coach who can no longer bring in the kind of thugs and misfits he needs to win. Hate? 9. Only because I’m saving room to hate them a little more.
And now, a guest entry from a man whose hate knows no bounds…Lew… DISCLAIMER: GTG.net is only providing a means for this entry to be read, and we cannot be held responsible for any hurt feelings or offended people. You really need thicker skin, anyway.
Lew: When I saw the ‘Why We Hate” series pop up on GTG, I knew that I had to get involved. You see, I’ve come to be a fairly recognizable face in section 104. I’d love for that to be something that could go to my head, but a seven-year-plan is hardly something to brag about (raises a pint). So, ladies and gentlemen, straight from the desk of whatever you call me: Mr. Obnoxious, the Whiteboard Guy, the idiot in the front row of 104 who just will not give it a rest… or just plain Lew – I’ll try to put my feelings for the Gwashers into words. They may not be work-safe words, but I’ll try.
How do I hate thee, Colonials? Let me count the ways:
I can go on all day about Trachtenberg (George President Emeritus) trying to keep us out of the A10… yeah, we’re academically inferior and all that. That explains why our athletes currently have the highest GPA of any program in the A1 0, right? But I’ll kindly shut it and get off of that soapbox, because that guy is just not worth our time.
I hate George because they are a mar on our great forefather’s name. Notice I refuse to refer to them as anything but “George”? That’s because George Washington (the man) deserves to have his name mentioned in an esteemed fashion, not some cradle of filth in Foggy Bottom. Take a history class, kids. Your university’s namesake fought, and would have easily given his life, to ensure that his children and his children’s children would never have to be referred to as “Colonials.” Yet, you slap our first President in the face by naming your athletic teams that? Here is some advice:

And then came the elbow game. Now, now, I know… it isn’t George’s fault that the referees are all asshats, but we’ll blame them anyway. Why? Because they’re George and, therefore, they are at fault for all that is not bright and sunny in the world. Cloudy days? That’s George’s fault. Server trips and spills beer all over your table? George’s fault. Global warming, antarctic whaling, and depletion of the Ozone layer… George’s fault. The previously mentioned fire in which I told George to die in? Yes, that’s George’s fault as well. Kim Jong Il? I can’t safely blame that on George, but I can guess that he’s a huge fan.
It isn’t so much the elbow, itself… it is the court rush. Really? I mean, yeah, I get it… you went undefeated in conference play, and that is impressive. Cool beans, way to go, now STFU. Is it really worth the risk? I mean, all those students on that floor… it isn’t like that is a shiny new arena. Watching on TV, I feared for the lives of those students! That building just can’t take that much excitement!
I could keep going and going, but it really is all one ramble: their players are thugs, they play like a basketball game broke out of a street fight. Somehow, some way, they always get away with punches, shoves, kicks, triple suplexes… if it’s an all-out brawl, I take George any day. Their ‘arena’ is a crumbling pile of shit, their floppy hats look like a horribly failed Dallas Cowboy’s game day promo, and their mascot… well, their mascot… their mascot is a fucking George Washington (the man) blow up doll. Seriously, I am not joking. There is nothing I could even say about this, it speaks on its own.
On the 49erfanatics.com hate meter, I have to rate my hate for George as a 12. I’d rather be dead in Charlotte than alive in Foggy Bottom on any day of the week, and that is a fact.