4-1

Yes, we lost.  But that doesn't mean we didn't have an awesome time (at least before the game), and it doesn't mean we don't still have an awesome record.  4 -1 is pretty good... in my book anyway.

We headed to Manhattan early.  We did some serious tailgating.  The highlight of the day season was meeting Michael Bishop.  Cheryl brought a TV Guide from 1997 when Bishop was on the cover.  You know he was impressed.  People, don't question my super-fan family.

Getting an autograph.

Michael, please come back!

Showing off the prize.

Tom & Bob meet Bishop.

Brooke and I put Bryan in charge of our picture because we felt sure he had the photog skills needed to give us a good Christmas Card pic... or at least a decent Facebook profile picture.  We were sadly mistaken.


Oops.

 I told Bryan this kind of thing better not happen if we run into Britney Spears in Vegas someday.  Unacceptable.



I don't know this guy, but I like his hair.



My favorite people.

My favorite husband.

Kathy brought her famous "Summer Brew" but after we learned that the recipe had been tweaked, we gave the new drink a more appropriate name.

Witch's Brew.



It kills bees. 

Bean bags are the new washers.

It's that time again.

Time for Jello.

Cheers.

To the Cats!

Talking strategy as we head in.

Man with big hat.



These overalls totally beat the camo pants in awesomeness.



FYI: this is what the sky looks like when we aren't preparing for God's wrath.

Before the game, parachuters (from Ft. Riley maybe?) jumped from a plane and landed on the field.  I'm not kidding when I say it was one of the most awesome things I've ever seen.  There were three: one holding an American flag, one with a K-State flag, and one with a Big 12 flag.  I thought the Big 12 flag was a very nice, ever so subtle stab at Nebraska.

America, heck yeah!

Landing on the field.

So freaking cool.

The game was rough.  But we still had highlights.  Like when our basketball boys came on the field.  People, this season is shaping up to be epic.  Epic. 

I love you!!!!!!!!!!!!

I had to explain that my love for these boys has changed from my college days.  Back then when I said I loved Cartier Martin, I meant I love him... like I want to have his babies.  When I say I love Jacob Pullen, I mean it like I think he is an adorable young man with amazing talents and I wish all of the best things in life for him.  He's just a child!  I don't love him like I loved Cartier.  And Hoskins.  And Walker. 

Anyways...

Still smiling!

There were a ton of hilarious signs in the crowd.  My favorite said, "We'd leave the Big 12 too if we couldn't beat Texas."  Yeah.  Take that Nebraska!  

So much red.  Disgusting.

It was Bill's birthday.  I wish we could have given him a birthday win.

It would have been really nice to beat the Huskers in our last game against them ever.  That didn't happen, but life goes on.  Next up: Chicken Hawks on Thursday.  Let's hope we can do better.