Never been to a soccer game at Macalester? Prefer the warmth of the library on Friday nights? Never mind, you still have time to catch our men’s and women’s teams on Friday and Saturday respectively. Just so that you’re not lost, here are some of the cheers you are likely to hear. Enjoy.
 

Drink blood, smoke crack, worship Satan, Go Mac!
 

Give me an S, give me an E, give me an X.What does that spell? Score!
 

Fear, does not exist in this dojo, does it? No sensei!

Retreat, does not exist in this dojo, does it? No sensei!

Pain, does not exist in this dojo, does it? No sensei!

Defeat, does not exist in this dojo, does it? No sensei!
 

One, two, three. Kill the referee!

Three, two, one. Kill the linesmen!

The referee needs a partner (x3)

So he won’t screw us.
 

Shhhh…. (The silent cheer)
 

The following are for the more musically-inclined:

If I had the wings of a sparrow, if I had the arse of a crow

I’d fly over [opposing team] tomorrow and shite on the bastards below

Shite on, shite on, shite on the bastards below, below

Shite on, shite on, shite on the bastards below
 

To the tune of Guantanamera:

Score in a minute,

We’re gonna score in a minute

Score in a minute,

We’re gonna score in a minute.
 

To the tune of My Darling Clementine:

Who’s your father, who’s your father

Who’s your father, referee?

You don’t have one, you’re a bastard

Who’s your father referee.
 

To the tune of If you’re happy and you know it…:

If you can’t be a Scot be a [opposing team’s mascot] x2

If your SATs are low, and your reading’s kinda slow

If you can’t be a Scot be a [opposing team’s mascot]
 

To the tune of She’ll be Coming ‘Round the Mountain’:

We’ll be running round [opposing team] with our willies hanging out x2

We’ll be running round [opposing team] x2

We’ll be running round [opposing team] with our willies hanging out

Singing my willie’s bigger than yours x2

Singing my willie’s bigger x2

Singing my willie’s bigger than yours