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Penn State Cult (Joe Knew)

I've followed this thread from a distance for the past few days.
https://bwi.forums.rivals.com/threads/iowa-fans-being-iowa-fans.314577/
Basically, Penn State went to Iowa for some wrestling matches, and now Penn State fans hear that Iowa fans threw beer bottles or cans, and said some racially-spicy language, maybe aimed at some Penn State wrestlers or fans.

I'm not saying that any of this behavior is acceptable or should be tolerated. I just enjoy the hypocrisy that Iowa fans are bad guys because of these accusations, but Ohio State's accusations about similar (or maybe worse) behavior from Penn State fans get dismissed as just "false".

I'm talking specifically about 2005 and the piss balloons and throwing stuff into Ohio State's marching band, but this can go on like in 2007 there's the video of the Ohio State fans walking through some Penn State parties, and I think there's a poster here who has stories of the 2003 game and getting beer poured on him from the guy behind him. Those stories are all false and we should quit even talking about them. But Iowa fans - they are obviously the worst. Oh, and the things the posters say about Iowa fans - maybe those don't count as "racism", because I don't know the races of the posters or the Iowa fans they're referring to. But they certainly are prejudiced.

It goes back to Paterno instilling the belief in these cultist freaks that they didn't just root for a better football team by rooting for his football team but that they were, in fact, morally superior people because they rooted for his football team.
 
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It goes back to Paterno instilling the belief in these cultist freaks that they didn't just root for a better football team by rooting for his football team but that they were, in fact, morally superior people because they rooted for his football team.

Did he instill it or just play on a thread he knew to be there already (moral superiority)?

The longer I live around here the more I could go either way with it.
 
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It goes back to Paterno instilling the belief in these cultist freaks that they didn't just root for a better football team by rooting for his football team but that they were, in fact, morally superior people because they rooted for his football team.

Just from what I've read on their forums tells me that the quality of the individual is based on how close to Saint Joe he is. It's a pyramid, with Joe, himself, at the top. Then his wife and kids just below him. Then other close family, then close friends, then other people who knew him, then other people who met him, then other people who saw him walking down the street, then other people who watched him on the sidelines, then other people who watched the games on TV.

I mean, I think they almost admit this. If you went to Penn State, your opinion is far better than someone who didn't go to Penn State. What other fan bases put down their own fans because they didn't go to the school? And there are threads there about sharing your own stories of Joe Paterno. "I saw Joe walking into a store. It made my day." "I got a picture of my son with Joe. It's my prize possession." I mean, "Praise me, because I was closer to Joe than you were." It's sick to the point of hilarity. Or maybe the other way around.
 
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Just from what I've read on their forums tells me that the quality of the individual is based on how close to Saint Joe he is. It's a pyramid, with Joe, himself, at the top. Then his wife and kids just below him. Then other close family, then close friends, then other people who knew him, then other people who met him, then other people who saw him walking down the street, then other people who watched him on the sidelines, then other people who watched the games on TV.

I mean, I think they almost admit this. If you went to Penn State, your opinion is far better than someone who didn't go to Penn State. What other fan bases put down their own fans because they didn't go to the school? And there are threads there about sharing your own stories of Joe Paterno. "I saw Joe walking into a store. It made my day." "I got a picture of my son with Joe. It's my prize possession." I mean, "Praise me, because I was closer to Joe than you were." It's sick to the point of hilarity. Or maybe the other way around.

The old BWI used to have huge "the time I met Joe" threads. And you could tell that so much of it was pure fucking fantasy.

And don't forget about the childish worship of The Letterman (always capitalized) whose opinions were to be blindly followed over those of faculty or mere mortal alumni.
 
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The time I met Joe. Well, we didn't actually meet, but he was running across a football field right at me. Well, actually, I was at home and he was running toward a camera, but I knew he was smiling at me. What? Maybe. I can see how you might think he was grimmacing because he just shat himself, but I prefer to think he was smiling at me...only me.
 
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The old BWI used to have huge "the time I met Joe" threads. And you could tell that so much of it was pure fucking fantasy.

Ha. "I saw Joe walking into the Library. I was walking out, having just studied for all my exams (for which I got straight-A's, of course). He looked at me and said, 'You are the smartest person I know. I'm not sure if I have any daughters, but you can sleep with them all!' Then he walked into the burning library (did I mention it was on fire?) and rescued all the football players who were trapped in there, themselves rescuing nuns and kittens. Together, the entire football team saved everyone in State College, extinguished the fire, won the war on drugs, and beat Ohio State, despite all the penalties the referees didn't call against Ohio State. Afterwards, Joe signed autographs for all of the referees and let them donate to his library. Then Joe jumped on his horse and rode of into the sunset. I miss him."
 
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Ha. "I saw Joe walking into the Library. I was walking out, having just studied for all my exams (for which I got straight-A's, of course). He looked at me and said, 'You are the smartest person I know. I'm not sure if I have any daughters, but you can sleep with them all!' Then he walked into the burning library (did I mention it was on fire?) and rescued all the football players who were trapped in there, themselves rescuing nuns and kittens. Together, the entire football team saved everyone in State College, extinguished the fire, won the war on drugs, and beat Ohio State, despite all the penalties the referees didn't call against Ohio State. Afterwards, Joe signed autographs for all of the referees and let them donate to his library. Then Joe jumped on his horse and rode of into the sunset. I miss him."
This is just lazy. Don't copy and paste straight from BWI next time.
 
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This is just lazy. Don't copy and paste straight from BWI next time.

Ugh. Your age is showing. It's "Nittany Lounge" now.
Also, yeah, I should have used the quote-brackets.

Edit - The thread is still there. https://bwi.forums.rivals.com/threads/stories-posted-on-these-boards-about-joepa.1534/

I scrolled down a ways, but really didn't try hard to find this kind of stuff:

Story from Mjmirv:
It started when my Dad gave me the middle name Joseph after Joe Paterno. Growing up I was always so proud to tell everyone that little fact about me.

Story from cjamesd:
What sticks out is the statue and what it means to everyone that it's there. When we went, we took pictures of everyone around it and hugging it. My youngest asked me why I was crying and I said, "because this is a statue of the greatest man at the greatest school in the world." My wife wouldn't let me talk to the lone TV crew that was there.

Story from therod
The year was 1974 and I just left rec. hall after running at the indoor track. I just passed the Nittany Lion fixture and was walking east. I looked up and spotted Coach Paterno walking east across the street and about five yards ahead of me. I don’t know why I did it but I hollered “Hey Coach” half expecting him not to have heard me. He stopped in his tracks and turned around and since I was the only person around, he looked right at me I guess trying to figure out if he knew me. I told him I just wanted to say hi. I felt like a complete jerk and to my amazement he hollered back thanks, and asked me how I was doing and where I was heading. I told him I had a class in about fifteen minutes and that is where I was heading. He said good luck and to study hard. He turned and continued on his way. I can remember that 35 seconds like it was yesterday. I’ll soon be 61.

Guess how much I believe this story?
I extended my hand and said "Good luck versus Miami, Coach Paterno". He shook my hand, and looked me in the eye and said "Thanks. And call me Joe."
 
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