Today was a first for James and me. We actually went to a University of Utah football game. For some reason, we have never been to one of these crazy events in our married life. I grew up going to these games and sitting on old wooden bleachers in "Rice Stadium." My grandpa played football for the U and 2 of my uncles played football (or at least stood on the sidelines) for the U. I remember my sister puking at a game. I remember just my mom and I going to a BYU game when my mom was pregnant with Willie. We had to stomp down 8 feet of snow to be able to sit down. It was at least 50 degrees below zero. It was crazy. I remember another BYU game when their stupid fans were throwing tortillas on the field. Idiots.
Why has it taken James and I so long to go together? I have no idea. We've been to oodles of basketball games, just not football (not that I'd much rather watch a Utes basketball game anyway). James has been to a game with my dad and Willie, but not me.
Hmmmmm . . . . anyway, today was a first.
Utah is struggling. Alicia was at the game in her Air Force blue. We kept looking over at her and at one point she was dancing beneath the scoreboard. It looked promising for her, but luckily the Utes pulled it out in overtime. It rained a downpour for a while. We were not quite prepared and got wet. Oh well. We dried. We went to Litza's afterward for some foodings. Yum!
Willie's team also won today. They've got one more game next week. The BY is getting killed by TC's at the moment. Ha! Ha! Ha! That's enough football for one day, though. Is it basketball season yet?
