Shoot it, Lee!

I don't think I have ever completely understood the rivalry between BYU and the U. . .that is until last night. Yes, I'm a decendant of BYU fans, I graduated from BYU, and I work for BYU--this simply means that there is no option, but to hate our red neighbors to the north. . .a feeling that was completely confirmed the second we drove onto Utah's campus. Let me preface the remainder of my post with this note--I have friends who go to the U. . .U know who U are (Trevor J., David V., etc.) and I have a great deal of respect for you, but you're going to the wrong school! First of all, there was no parking on that stinkin' campus. . .so we rode Trax. That's fine. I have nothing against public transit. In fact, I sometimes enjoy it, but we waited forever in the cold for the train to come and then I was trapped under some old guys armpit for the duration of our trip. We trudged through the mud to get to the Huntsman Center which was completely shrowded in RED and I literally thought I had entered the inferno of hell. We quickly found our seats--safe within section QQ with the other BYU loyals and it was there that I came to understand the rivalry. Ute fans are obnoxious. . .BYU fans are gracious (a slight exaggeration perhaps). It's as simple as that. The theme for last night's rivalry adventure came from our neighbors to the north (the sweet BYU fan Temple Square missionaries that were seated in the row behind us). One of the little ladies had this high nasal voice, but that's beside the point. Everytime Lee Cummard (plays guard for BYU) would even come close to the ball or look at it, for that matter, we'd hear from behind, "SHOOT IT, LEE." It didn't matter that there were 3 guys on top of him or that he was at half court. They didn't care--"SHOOT IT, LEE! SHOOT IT!" I think those little missionaries had more faith on their row than the remainder of the arena. Despite the fact that BYU lost miserably 79-60, my shoes are a bit muddy, and I had a terrible nightmare last night about being trapped in a giant armpit (the Huntsman Center). . .I LOVED IT. Jeff, of all people kept reminding me to "enjoy the experience." He's so wise! SHOOT, Lee, SHOOT!