The Big Game We Want to Forget

The outcome was not what we wished for, but the event must still be documented. Jono, Adam, Bud and I headed off to Provo hours before the Utah-BYU game, with high hopes and red beanie hats. The sun came out and we had a great time at the tail-gating Utah party down the street from LaVell Edwards Stadium.

Then, as game time neared, we separated into two groups. Jono and Adam ended up on the field beside the team, and Bud and I sat high up in the stands. By now you know the details of the game and have discussed the many things topics there are to discuss, so I'll skip all that. Just know the mood in the car on the way home was morose and mournful.

Somehow, against all odds, Coleman is a BYU fan. He says, "BYU rocks, Utah stinks!" The only way we could get him to wear this shirt is by telling him is says BYU Beat (and not the other way around). He finally saw the light, about half-way through our Hawaiian vacation. He announced at the beach, "I like Utah now!" We are so proud.