What an unbelievable day last Saturday was.  I awoke to find myself slightly sore as my main man Ryan and I spent the previous day moving all of my worldly possessions into my new home.  It wasn’t long before we fired up the Greyhounds and the Bloody Mary’s and started gearing up for Game day.

The old lady dropped us off on the edge of campus as we took a trip down memory lane weaving in and out of some of our old haunts leaving a trail of empty beer bottles and shot glasses.  We finally made it to Kinnick stadium stopped by a gracious tailgate and found a way to our seats. 

We had some rock star seats to this game as I felt the need to repay my cousin who gave up a night of vice in Las Vegas to help with the move.  What a great group we sat around.  We had a couple of Penn State fans that were actually pretty cool, 2 rowdy graduates from the class of 81 who didn’t mind passing the flask(ours) around, Marla the cool lady who had to put up with us all who had a regular seat and a another guy who was friendly but would only Bogart his flask. 

The atmosphere at Kinnick was electric.  It was cold, but not too windy on the visitor’s side of the stadium.  I think everyone had a lot of hope last Saturday and the Hawks did not disappoint.  The crowd was absolutely nuts, it reminded me of 2002 in the Metrodome.

The back and forth battle took an ugly turn when we roughed the punter which I felt was a bad coaching move to even go after it, but the crowd and the defense dialed it up.  Murray had the stones to kick the field goal, Marla got lifted up and into our row and the rest is history.

The Iowa Hawkeyes have a very talented team and while I will never forget the game and realize how much fun being an Iowa fan is you have to wonder what could have been.  But as one well dressed booster told me on the way out of Kinnick, “I know the staff as made some mistakes but just enjoy the win.”

We sure did.