Imagine this, it's Christmas morning and you begin creeping down the stairs, adorable little footy pajamas and all. Waiting under the tree is a big present wrapped in red with a bow on top and draped in ribbons.
You know what this present is. You've begged your parents for it all year and have been sneaking peeks at it in the upstairs closet every day for the last month. And now it's finally in your hands! The wrapping paper feels so sleek, perfectly stretched over the enormous box with no wrinkles. All the troubles tormenting your little 8 year old soul have melted away because you finally have this present clutched in your trembling pre-pubescent hands!
HAHAHA SCREW YOU WORLD!!!
You can't help but scream. You can't believe it. You're freaking out like the Nintendo 64 kid. And just as you begin to peel back the wrapping your parents come over and RIP THE BOX OUT OF YOUR HANDS, THROW IT INTO THE WOOD-CHIPPER THEY HAVE LYING AROUND THE LIVING ROOM FOR SOME REASON AND FORCE YOU TO WATCH THE CONFETTI FLYING OUT THE OTHER END.
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| We've all had a Christmas like this, right? |
That's how last Saturday's "game" felt. And no, I'm not being a tiny bit over-dramatic. I'm being ridiculously over-dramatic, but that is how I honestly felt sitting in the rain for over 2 hours. I even made a song parody the Friday before for nothing.
(Yeah, you bet I'm gonna plug this thing again)
On the bright side you gotta admit that the Frost Era kicking off against Colorado is actually pretty cool.
For those who know me, you know my goal is to make it to every Big Ten Stadium. Before jumping conferences, I had the same goal for Big 12 stadiums. I only made it to 4 and never made it to Boulder and I'm glad I never gave a nickle to CU's athletic department or to the town of Boulder. Unfortunately, my parents made the trip to Boulder before I was born.
For those who know me, you know my goal is to make it to every Big Ten Stadium. Before jumping conferences, I had the same goal for Big 12 stadiums. I only made it to 4 and never made it to Boulder and I'm glad I never gave a nickle to CU's athletic department or to the town of Boulder. Unfortunately, my parents made the trip to Boulder before I was born.
During their trip they got their car keyed and I'm sure they took some verbal abuse as well. Turns out, they were pretty lucky because Colorado has one of the most unique traditions in college football. That tradition is jumping people in the bathrooms, throwing trash, cups of urine and snowballs full of rocks at people and just being downright jerks to opposing fans.
Isn't college football special? Only in Boulder can you be lucky if you only get your car keyed.
Older fans already know of the hypocrisy of former Buffs head coach and devout Christian Bill McCartney who fully encouraged this appalling behavior from his fans. As a Christian myself I know everyone is flawed and everyone is a hypocrite to some degree...
BUT REALLY BILL?
Isn't college football special? Only in Boulder can you be lucky if you only get your car keyed.
Older fans already know of the hypocrisy of former Buffs head coach and devout Christian Bill McCartney who fully encouraged this appalling behavior from his fans. As a Christian myself I know everyone is flawed and everyone is a hypocrite to some degree...
BUT REALLY BILL?
So it's not surprising that Colorado wheeled out ol' Bill for a press conference earlier this week to rile up the Colorado faithful and hurl more infantile insults at Nebraskans. Colorado is like that scrawny kid who picks a fight with the biggest kid they can find, gets thoroughly demolished, limps back to his friends and tells them he won. His friends, however, aren't complete idiots and can see the giant black eye and blood running from his nose. In my lifetime as a Husker fan, Colorado only ever beat us when everyone and their grandma was already beating us anyway (2002, 2004 & 2007) with 2001 being the lone exception.
Any disdain Nebraska fans have for Colorado was born out of the way their fans treat others, not by anything that's actually happened on the football field outside of a handful of upsets. That's a really dumb foundation for a rivalry.
But hey, that's the Buffaloes.
Now Nebraska isn't entirely blameless. Colorado fans managed to bring out some of the worst in Nebraska fans when a bunch of idiots put up a sign above I-80 in 1990 that read "Sal is Dead. Go Big Red" to mock the death of Colorado quarterback Sal Aunese who lost a battle to stomach cancer the year before.
A classless, disgusting move by whoever did that and unfortunately that line is still used by loser internet trolls on social media to mock Colorado. But this incident & the use of that line today by a handful of moronic Nebraska fans is what Colorado fans use to justify their abhorrent behavior.
Tomorrow Husker Nation has a chance come out in force and take up our posts in Memorial Stadium for another Nebraska vs. Colorado game. For better or worse it will be just like old times as we dodge the barrage of urine bombs from the visiting section. And in a strange bizarre way, it will all feel natural. Because isn't that why we hired Frost in the first place? To make Nebraska football, well... Nebraska football again? This opener sounds pretty fitting. Maybe years from now we'll actually be glad the Frost Era started this way.
Provided none of us get hit with any urine bombs.
Any disdain Nebraska fans have for Colorado was born out of the way their fans treat others, not by anything that's actually happened on the football field outside of a handful of upsets. That's a really dumb foundation for a rivalry.
But hey, that's the Buffaloes.
Now Nebraska isn't entirely blameless. Colorado fans managed to bring out some of the worst in Nebraska fans when a bunch of idiots put up a sign above I-80 in 1990 that read "Sal is Dead. Go Big Red" to mock the death of Colorado quarterback Sal Aunese who lost a battle to stomach cancer the year before.
A classless, disgusting move by whoever did that and unfortunately that line is still used by loser internet trolls on social media to mock Colorado. But this incident & the use of that line today by a handful of moronic Nebraska fans is what Colorado fans use to justify their abhorrent behavior.
Tomorrow Husker Nation has a chance come out in force and take up our posts in Memorial Stadium for another Nebraska vs. Colorado game. For better or worse it will be just like old times as we dodge the barrage of urine bombs from the visiting section. And in a strange bizarre way, it will all feel natural. Because isn't that why we hired Frost in the first place? To make Nebraska football, well... Nebraska football again? This opener sounds pretty fitting. Maybe years from now we'll actually be glad the Frost Era started this way.
Provided none of us get hit with any urine bombs.
In the meantime you can check out some of my older blog posts that include stories from past Colorado games:
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