I had waited exactly 321 days for this moment to come. The moment I get to dawn the scarlet and cream and attend the most thrilling 3 hours of my life. Sure I have done it 37 times before, but nothing compares to it. Nebraska Football. It’s not a sport. It’s not a hobby. It is a lifestyle. There is nothing else like it in the sporting world, where an entire state unites to cheer on their team. The stadium itself becomes the third-largest city in Nebraska when filled to capacity. There hasn’t been a ticket available since 1962, and Nebraska Football tickets have the highest street value of any other college sporting event. When you are at the game you aren’t just a fan or spectator. You are part of the team. You are Nebraska Football.
On the flight there Friday, as I was listening to my ‘Sounds of Nebraska Football’ CD, I couldn’t help but get the chills. The time that I had anticipated for nearly a year was less than 24 hours away, and I could hardly contain myself. Meanwhile I was figuring out what the focus of my next blog entry should be. My first two blog entries were voiceless, consisting of a bland book report and an average news story. I was looking for inspiration and a voice for my blog, but I was struggling. I couldn’t try to be someone I’m not or discuss things that I knew nothing about. A huge part of my identity is Nebraska Football, whether I realized it was there or not. It surrounds me. I’ve accepted that I’m not the literature critic or an enthusiastic book reader. I am a die-hard, passionate, ‘stick together in all kinds of weather’ Nebraska Football fan. And that person will shine in my blog posts.
(image credit to huskers.com)
As often as I publicly announce my dislike for Nebraska, I have to say I do love how passionate you are about it. So, I would agree that you should talk about it on the blog; it wouldn't be your voice without it. I just don't know how much Mr. Mullins will appreciate it. (:
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