Rise and Shout, The Cougars Were Out

Fresh off the bowl game victory, it's not too late to talk about BYU football, it's the perfect time. (Let's face it, this one has been sitting around forever, time to publish.)


First, the tale of the Utah game. (From an email I wrote at the time.)
 . . . Gary was SO determined to watch the BYU game on Saturday night, but we have no friends with cable in the neighborhood. Well, any that are of a mind to watch the game. Gary was determined we would watch it, though, and bought meat for a game-watching barbeque, even though we had no way to watch the game. It ended up that Gary and 2 of his friends in the ward cooked up a scheme that took FOREVER to implement and involved going to one family's home and streaming the game through their internet (had to be comcast, which they were the only ones to own), re-setting their wireless router (which took a very long time because they lost the password), taking another family's big screen tv off the wall and bringing it to the house with the right internet (cuz the tv had to have an hdmi input), and finally getting it hooked up to see the opening fumble. And that's the short version. Yes, it was a horrific massacre, but there was some fun had. We had yummy food, great people to chat with, and very entertained kids. The men were a little depressed when they were trudging through the dark at midnight to re-hang the tv, though . . .

Then there was the game we took the entire family to, courtesy of MOTU. (My dad said he'd like to be referred to as master of the universe once. My sisters have since complied with this abbreviation. Seemed to fit for this gifting of tickets situation.) Anyway, one extremely lovely fall day we witnessed BYU beat Central Florida, with Kayla and my Dad to cheer (and be climbed on) along us.

Kayla and Josh

Gary and Andrew - we kept Andrew busy for a while with Tootsie Rolls.

Noah was good as gold for the 20 minutes before kickoff, but the good capital was mostly used up when the game started. This monkey routine was all he wanted to do after that. Seems no more dangerous than the playground . . . I know it's not proper, though. Sigh.

They really wanted me to take this picture of them with this Star Wars flyer. I have no idea.

Andrew and I ended up spending a full quarter in the Cougar Club room, snuggling and playing with balloons.

Another attempt to capture a self-portrait of Andrew and his pregnant mommy.

All joy shown here is real. Josh really loves these games!

The best game of all was vs. Utah State. Gary and I got an impossible to refuse offer for babysitting, so after a series of ticket dramas (free from a friend, nevermind that, cheap off of KSL, nevermind that, free off of KSL after the game already started), we made our way to LaVell Edwards Stadium, just the two of us! The game was exciting, complete with an amazing drive for the win at the end. It was great to go on a big huge date before the baby came - hours of talking and munching on Twizzlers, no other worries. Gooooo, Cougars!

(And lest anyone point it out, I realize it wasn't THE most stellar of seasons, but that's not the point. It was fun!)