Two in a Million
When greatness collides with greatness, something has to give. But on a recent evening in LA, Mike Trout and Clayton Kershaw weren't in a giving mood.
The go-to remedy for glitter removal? Dish soap. Such are the trade secrets of the Garnet and Gold Guys, the shimmering, crowd-pumping duo at Seminoles games each fall. Still, evidence of their Saturday getup lingers long after Doak Campbell clears out. "I look like I have jaundice for three days because of the yellow paint," says Gold, a Florida State sophomore. (The Guys, out of deference to the 17-year tradition, don't reveal their names. New students take over every year or two, and names are made public when they retire.) But it's not easy washing off all that team spirit, even with a 45-minute postgame hose-down and the dish soap. "At church, someone took glitter out of my ear," recalls Garnet, a junior. "We live quite the life."
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Seeing Red
"People ask us if it itches," Garnet says. "It kind of does." And that Tallahassee heat doesn't help, either. "I definitely prefer it to be 70 degrees."
"People ask us if it itches," Garnet says. "It kind of does." And that Tallahassee heat doesn't help, either. "I definitely prefer it to be 70 degrees."
