Widowed

It's official-I'm a college football widow for the next 3 months. Not just any college football either, BYU college football to be exact.

The ritual for a home game goes like this:

The Russ bus arrives 3 hours before kickoff, drive to Provo-the special route-to avoid traffic
Eat at EL Azteca, tasty Mexican food joint near campus
Rent comfy seats for the "old guys"-they sit on the bleacher seats (The Schroeder is lucky that Uncle Russ has 2 great seats and only 1 behind-so his fills the other seat)
Park at the dentist's office-to avoid the 5 dollar parking fee
Walk to LaVell Edwards stadium, sit in seats just in time for the game to begin

Occasionally I go to the games too-I get a little antsy though, I don't love sitting in the bleachers. I always end up in front of some really old guy who gets mad when I stand up and whose knees are in my back the whole game. By the end I am to the point that I want to hit an old person- not a good thing generally. So I limit my exposure.



In case you were wondering BYU won their first game of the season, against a really hard team I might add. GO COUGS!