Two hours after the latest who-the-hell-knows-what shutdown in Marquis Hall, student-athletes and their gallons of water were seen marching to start another protest.
The over 400 student-athletes present stood in two lines facing one another like they were parting the Red Sea.
“Wait, why are we here?” one athlete called out loudly, while hundreds of athletes chanted unintelligible garbles. Another athlete audibly complained that his coach made him attend the protest wearing a toga.
“How am I supposed to show off my gains in this, dawg?” he exclaimed.
Football players, hand-in-hand, sang “Hakuna Matata” and “Peaches” (the Jack Black one), while the fencing team brought swords from overseas Medieval dungeons, according to an undisclosed coach who made them attend the protest. An athlete, who chose to be anonymous because he thought The Scoffayette was “scarrrrry,” admitted he stole a sword and almost stabbed a field hockey girl.
“She was so short, I almost didn’t see her there,” he said.
All members of the field hockey team declined to comment and suggested The Scoffayette read the team’s fangirl blog instead.
“We didn’t think it was safe for the lacrosse team to be playing with their balls at the protest,” said Public Danger Officer Jim MyEar, who confirmed he was not bothered by the swords and also confirmed he had a really sick mullet.
College President Nicole Hurd said she was proud of the student-athletes “standing up for their hearts and what they love.”
“Lafayette is where we say ‘and,’” Hurd said of the protest. “Football and basketball and baseball and lacrosse and cross country and golf and soccer and swim and dive and track and field.”
“And volleyball and softball and tennis and crew,” she continued, forgetting a sport.
The six NARPs at the protest seemed largely unfazed. A man named Jake, who walked through the Marquis Hall chaos declined to answer specific questions, though he praised the baseball team for signing new stars: Big Justice and The Rizzler. They were not at the protest.
“They’re my seventh cousins,” Jake said. “Wait. I think they might be two of my kids.”
Editor’s note: This is a satire article featured as part of our annual Scoffayette issue.