Russ, Robbye, and I finally left our apartment and headed to Boulder for the game. Kickoff was at 6:00 and we obsessively checked the weather forecast wanting to be prepared. We heard rain, wind, 80 degrees at kickoff, 62 degrees at kickoff, and everything in between. What are two girls and a guy to wear? (Not trying to bring Russ into this because Rob and I were 100 times more worried about it than he was!)
The 80 degrees irritated me because I was looking forward to a cool game--and besides, I didn't bring any short-sleeved burnt orange things! I wore a long sleeved tee and brought a hoodie, a rain poncho, and Russ's heavier jacket--all in a beautiful shade of burnt orange. What a dork. I was prepared for everything but HOT and FREEZING!
We (Robbye and I again) were genuinely concerned about the Colorado fans--we had a horrible experience with them at the 2001 Big 12 Championship in Dallas. I was prepared to put out my claws (oooooh, scary) and no doubt get my husband into some trouble (whoops)! As we were walking through the 29th Street area, we were honked at, yelled at, "Texas sucks" at, and had a few conversations regarding losing--all with drivers in the intersection we were trying to cross. It was pretty tame compared to our last meeting.
We made it safely through the streets of Boulder and spent the early afternoon at a Texas tailgate at the Millenium Hotel with many other fans from both teams. We had a few drinks, a hamburger, but mostly enjoyed people watching, the weather, and each other's company.
We walked to the Folsom Stadium and I was surprised how pretty it was. I didn't know what to expect.
The game started off with a bang and continued to go our way most of the 4 quarters. We had more control of the game than the score showed.
We had lovely TX fans in front of us and behind us as well. We talked with them through much of the game. When you're at an away game, the burnt orange folks are your family. It's crazy how you talk to or smile at complete strangers, just because they're wearing your color. It's funny how that camaraderie doesn't exist when we are the majority!
After the game, we left the stadium as usual. As we were leaving, we saw a gathering of folks by a back door. Of course we hung out to see what the fuss was. Well, we were with the press and the family and nobody stopped us. I was snapping away while the press was interviewing the Longhorn starters. Russ was getting handshakes from: Colt McCoy, Jordan Shipley, Mack Brown, and Quan Cosby. He talked with Brian Orakpo. Mack Brown patted me on the shoulder. We were hob-nobbin' with the football elite!
What a wonderful ending to a fabulous football game!