Oh yes. Today is the big day. The "holy war." Most of you know what I'm talking about, and if you don't, I'll forgive you, because you probably live far away from Utah, and why would you know about it anyway?
It's the big football game between BYU and the U of U.
I love college football, but only if BYU is playing. My dad was a linebacker for BYU back in the day before I was born. Somewhere I have a cute picture of me as a baby sitting next to him in his football jersey, but I can't be bothered to dig for it and scan it right now (I'm sick in bed trying to recover so I can even cheer at the game at all).
If you grew up in my house, you are a lover of BYU football. It was practically a requirement. One of my brothers played for them a couple years ago and is best friends with the entire current team, or, at least the team of a couple years ago. Then there is my one rebellious brother who refused to go to BYU at all and suddenly became a WSU fan when he did his MBA there. Whatever. Big traitor.
As a member of my family, you also learned what the heck was going on in football. Oh yes. I knew what a sack was at the tender age of 7. I knew all about first downs and two point conversions. My dad constantly taught me during the games, even though at first I just wanted to watch the sidelines to see Cosmo and the cheerleaders. By the time I was in college and we purchased our season tickets as a student ward so we could all sit together, all the boys wanted to sit by me. Unfortunately, it wasn't because I was some bombshell beauty, but because I was the only female there that wasn't in the stands to socialize and flirt. I was there to watch the game, dang it!
So, yeah. I bleed blue. (And I'm thankful for it? I know I have to get that in there somewhere....but I am grateful for football, I guess.)
Joel set up a projector in his classroom at school and we are going to go over there and watch the game on a mega big screen. Hopefully the kids will last, and not be too disruptive. This game is always nerve wracking, and this year is no exception. In fact, I daresay this year is even more nerve wracking than the past few years have been, due to the records and rankings of both teams.
So, Cougars....on you go to vanquish the foe!
(And I'm very sorry to all you Ute fans reading this. I still like you. We can still be friends. I can set aside our differences for every other day of the year but this one. May the best team win.)