My observations...

[BigMotherTucker]

Pulled pork potato, pulled pork nachos, and pulled pork sandwiches... YES! Loved all of them.

Natty anthem... It was a terrible rendition... But I litterally had tears running down my face. It was beautiful. A 9 year old cancer survivor sang it and it tore me up emotionally... I loved it.

Rice's band... As a former high-school band geek, I loved their quirkiness. If you weren't there, think basketball pep-band/wacky nonsense band. They had stringed instruments, accordions, a tuba with a tongue hanging out of it.... It was just fun. And they didn't take themselves to seriously... I loved them.

Also... The football game was fun.


Good times had.

 

[AFDawg]

I agree with all of the above.

An additional observation. Thanks for running out of TP, Liberty Bowl. Along with my lucky boots and my lucky hat, I wore my lucky boxers. Alas, I contracted from my wife a minor GI issue. I felt fine, but as I ascended the steps to my seat I felt a movement in my abdomen--and elsewhere, of which gentlemen do not speak. I go to the men's room. The outflow was nearly clear and decidedly copious. However, I discover the damage to my lucky boxers to be minimal, and I made the calculation that I should retain them, both to support my alma mater and to provide a prophylactic for my jeans--which I knew I could not afford to lose (loose?) in the impending cold. All is relatively well until round 2, which strikes in the second quarter. Again I go to to the restroom. Again the lucky boxers survive the onslaught. I go to acquire the expected supplies for my aforementioned "elsewhere." And...no toilet paper. I was reminded of Lewis Grizzard's story about Peter the Great's Summer Palace (those who know it will appreciate the connection). Anyway, thank goodness for the sanitary seat covers that provided sanitation for my seat. Otherwise I would have been tearing apart the empty toilet paper roll or leaving to make a new life for myself away from all my previous friends and family in Orange Mound.

 

[was21]

Always enjoyed Lewis Grizzard's observations but you need to have a serious discussion with your wife..thx

 

[dogmatic]

Were they handing out the shop rags where you came in? They gave us maroon ones and the Rice folk blue ones. Lewis made do with Russian ice cream wrappers, but some shop rags would have been better, if not much smoother.

 

[dotcomdawg]

TMI dude

 

[AFDawg]

The shop rags would have been great, but I didn't see them till after the game.

 

[DerHntr]

I agree with all of the above.

An additional observation. Thanks for running out of TP, Liberty Bowl. Along with my lucky boots and my lucky hat, I wore my lucky boxers. Alas, I contracted from my wife a minor GI issue. I felt fine, but as I ascended the steps to my seat I felt a movement in my abdomen--and elsewhere, of which gentlemen do not speak. I go to the men's room. The outflow was nearly clear and decidedly copious. However, I discover the damage to my lucky boxers to be minimal, and I made the calculation that I should retain them, both to support my alma mater and to provide a prophylactic for my jeans--which I knew I could not afford to lose (loose?) in the impending cold. All is relatively well until round 2, which strikes in the second quarter. Again I go to to the restroom. Again the lucky boxers survive the onslaught. I go to acquire the expected supplies for my aforementioned "elsewhere." And...no toilet paper. I was reminded of Lewis Grizzard's story about Peter the Great's Summer Palace (those who know it will appreciate the connection). Anyway, thank goodness for the sanitary seat covers that provided sanitation for my seat. Otherwise I would have been tearing apart the empty toilet paper roll or leaving to make a new life for myself away from all my previous friends and family in Orange Mound.

Always carry a pocket knife or wet wipes. The knife works great for cutting up your boxers to be used for TP if you don't want to carry the wipes.

/the things you learn when deer hunting

 

[Snog]

Saw Rice's band unloading behind the press box, told my buddy, "****, you know they're good if they're about to do a blues brothers thing".

 

[Lachien]

A+. Would read again

 

[BulldogBlitz]

as hank hill would say.... "what in the hell?"