Husker nation. Take a bow.
89,272 for an 0-6 team. No one else does that.
Being a part of a community is what I love most about being a Nebraska fan. When the darkness of a 10 game losing streak became suffocating it's what kept me sane.
It's why I always make an effort to wear Nebraska shirts when I travel because chances are I will run into at least one another Husker fan during the trip and spark a short conversation.
Alright, so story time.
By far my favorite Husker interaction away from home though came just outside the Alamo in San Antonio during the summer of 2013. I was there as a high schooler with a church group for the LCMS Youth Gathering, an event attracting around 30,000 young Lutherans from around the country.
All the groups from around Nebraska created a common shirt so we would recognize each other. As it turned out, when we made our way to visit the Alamo there was already a few large groups of Nebraskans hanging around the square, probably between 40 to 50 of us.
So naturally a "Go Big Red" chant erupted.
We couldn't help ourselves. It's a primal instinct that exists deep within all Nebraskans when in the company of other Nebraskans far from home. Now if you've never been to the Alamo, it's actually located smack dab in the middle of San Antonio. It couldn't look more out of place surrounded on all sides by modern buildings.
So during this chant in the heart of San Antonio, the looks of pure confusion from the locals walking along the street were priceless. From their point of view it was 50 teenagers and a handful of adults dressed in the same black shirt standing around outside one of the most hallowed landmarks in all of Texas screaming at the top of their lungs some chant that, even if they understood it, made absolutely zero sense in the context of that moment. This was in the early days of July after-all.
Safe to say, that's probably the loudest cry of voices that historic landmark's heard right outside its walls ever since that fateful battle in 1836.
89,272 for an 0-6 team. No one else does that.
Being a part of a community is what I love most about being a Nebraska fan. When the darkness of a 10 game losing streak became suffocating it's what kept me sane.
It's why I always make an effort to wear Nebraska shirts when I travel because chances are I will run into at least one another Husker fan during the trip and spark a short conversation.
Alright, so story time.
By far my favorite Husker interaction away from home though came just outside the Alamo in San Antonio during the summer of 2013. I was there as a high schooler with a church group for the LCMS Youth Gathering, an event attracting around 30,000 young Lutherans from around the country.
All the groups from around Nebraska created a common shirt so we would recognize each other. As it turned out, when we made our way to visit the Alamo there was already a few large groups of Nebraskans hanging around the square, probably between 40 to 50 of us.
So naturally a "Go Big Red" chant erupted.
We couldn't help ourselves. It's a primal instinct that exists deep within all Nebraskans when in the company of other Nebraskans far from home. Now if you've never been to the Alamo, it's actually located smack dab in the middle of San Antonio. It couldn't look more out of place surrounded on all sides by modern buildings.
So during this chant in the heart of San Antonio, the looks of pure confusion from the locals walking along the street were priceless. From their point of view it was 50 teenagers and a handful of adults dressed in the same black shirt standing around outside one of the most hallowed landmarks in all of Texas screaming at the top of their lungs some chant that, even if they understood it, made absolutely zero sense in the context of that moment. This was in the early days of July after-all.
Safe to say, that's probably the loudest cry of voices that historic landmark's heard right outside its walls ever since that fateful battle in 1836.
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