team jacob

team jacob

If you had asked me what this meant before Thursday this week, I would’ve thought you were talking about a company softball game fundraiser or something. I try to do my best to live everywhere BUT under a rock, but this one got me.

When my 14 year old cousin squealed and asked if I wanted a ticket to go see The Twilight Saga: Eclipse movie I said sure. I had no idea what I was getting in to. She excitedly gave me the 4-11 Twilight story not leaving out a detail so I could “understand” what was going on when we watched the movie. As she ended her lesson with me I sort of laughed and shook my head thinking about the boys I was in love with when I was her age. My walls were plastered with pix of Corey Haim and Balthazar Getty straight out of my Teen Beat Magazine. I knew the drill.

Then we got to the theatre.

As we were munching our gargantuan souvenir Twilight bucket o’ buttery popcorn, I thought it was a bit odd that 90% of the women rolling in were my age. As the movie started and I was trying to follow all the drama, twists and turns, people started talking to the movie screen. I sat there thinking- shhhhh!!! I am trying to watch! Oh but then it was officially ON. In the scene that Jacob comes in (that’s the shirtless, ripped dude in case you’ve been living under a rock in Tweenville with me) the place erupts with screeches, squeals, “Oh my god he is SOOO hot!, I love you Jacob!” and even a “Will you marry me?!”

I laughed so hard. I just couldn’t keep it in. It was the funniest thing I have ever experienced during a movie. Grown woman yelling at the screen as if Jacob would be able to hear them if they yelled loud enough. Every single time he appeared on screen there was more squealing and I love you’s. It was absolutely hilarious.

As we left and my cousin said; “UGH- Di! Isn’t Jacob SOOOOOO hot?! I mean, you have GOT to be on Team Jacob- right?” I told her sure, I’d join her team of course. After all he is a buff little cutie. I also told her I felt like a creepy old lady for even saying that. I Then proceeded to tell her that the guy I was crushing on myself the whole movie was the geeky dad. Her response of “EW! Gross.” sealed the deal that I am officially old and probably not nearly as cool as she used to think I was.

I highly recommend an afternoon at the theatre for this one if you haven’t been already. It’s entertainment all around and you’ll leave scratching your head like me wondering how you missed the boat on making billions by telling the dramatic stories of teen love and angst, mixed with vampires and werewolves.