some friends invited us to the unl cornhuskers game. we had been somewhat interested in finding out what all the fuss is about so we happily obliged. my brother was kind enough not only to watch our children* but also to boldly exhort us to wear husker colors. we'd heard it all before in this crazy land where football is religion- how can you not? it's hard to escape all the fuss: the supermarkets blast the game to the few shopping souls not watching the game intently; you simply can't find a donut that isn't slathered with red on game day; and a surprisingly shocking amount of households are decorated with huskers paraphanilia. with 15 minutes before departure time, panic set in! (we didn't want to be asked over and over how long we'd been in nebraska and we genuinely worried that our generous hosts might be annoyed if we showed up colorless.) so we raced to target for college gear. here we are -feeling silly but embracing our billboard attire:
here's the craziness we speak of:
and here's our wonderful friends (who yes, might have been annoyed if we weren't wearing red and black):
aahhhh... the cornhusker game is truly an experience. and yes, we were so glad we had red on!
*while we were gone, a funny thing happened. justin was making mac and cheese for lunch and jack chided 'yuck' when asked if he'd like any. he was quickly but quietly escorted out of the kitchen by his older sister and came back solemnly with his tail between his legs stating, 'I'll have a little bit please.'
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This is hilarious. I just volunteered in the classroom a couple weeks ago and one of the moms I was with was talking about the Cornhusker craziness! She said she worked in retail there, but everyone knew that nobody would actually come in to the store on game day. Way to show your Cornhusker spirit and not get booted out of the stadium. :)
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