Hey everybody, let's talk about "The Vagina Monologues" some more!

Nah, how about the way in which many of us guys here show off our Notre Dame pride. I know guys here who think that a play that talks at length about the clitoris is OK, and others who think it is despicable. Whatever. None of them, and I mean none of them, want to go to another school and get out drank by "them."

Ever been with Notre Dame guys to another school? Last year when I was in Arizona for the Fiesta Bowl and we went to Arizona State with my Notre Dame friend from Phoenix. The kids from ASU were all hanging out in one of their apartments before we went out to the bars in Tempe. Meanwhile, my two ND friends and I are in the corner of the kitchen downing our half vodka half-Sprite mixture, as is the standard pre-game ritual. The Keystone light from Boat Club has trained us well in the art of pre-gaming.

It scared the hell out of them. They have "a" beer before going out apparently. But God forbid we get out drank by them Sun Devils! They never stood a chance. The Irish Car Bombs were just too much for them.

Last semester my friends and I headed up to East Lansing for a weekend at Michigan State. After a night out at bar after bar, not to mention the wonderful "after hours" that Notre Dame will never have, it probably would have gone down as a draw. But What tho' the odds be great or small, we pulled it out the next morning when at 10 AM my friend Ben whipped out a flask of bourbon and just picked up where he left off the next night. The frat guys were intimidated.

This weekend, it's a trek to see my cousin at Purdue, and already the game plan is being formulated. Three guys taking down a handle should be enough, but we need to be prepared for anything. Supposedly my cousin knows these guys that "are so crazy" and "drink day and night."

Blah, blah, blah. We Dillon guys have heard it all before. Three years of sitting around drinking in the dorm has made us unstoppable on the road.

"Ben," I asked last night at dinner, "if worse comes to worse you can do the bourbon at 10 a.m. thing right?"

"Consider it done, man."

I know we're such dorks. But not everyone can run out of the tunnel wearing the blue and gold. We're just trying to do our part. So I'm going to visit my cousin this weekend, but it's also a big road game. We're favored by about a fifth of Jim Beam. Go Irish.

• Domers on the road