Prior to KSU’s only loss this football season I saw that tickets for the last game of the season, against Texas, were selling for hundreds of dollars on StubHub. We considered selling ours but chose to enjoy the ride instead. I’ll let you guess which one of us wanted to sell and which one of us decided against it. After the devastating loss the game against Texas became even more important. Win it and we win the Big 12 and a trip to a BCS bowl game. Lose and well…lose it all.
The day started not in our favor as Oklahoma won and somehow clinched a “share” of the Big 12 title even if we were to win that night. There has to be tie breaker. Wanna make it non conference record? Ok. We win. Don’t like that? How about head to head game outcome? Yeah, we won that too. Suck it Oklahoma, you get a share of nothing. Except a lifetime supply of visors.
The game was set again, for 7pm. When we arrived in Manhattan we went to visit my second favorite Wildcat. She is adorable! And when her dad asked her who I was she said, “Chris!” Ah, close enough, kid!
We arrived to the game early, it was Senior Night and I wanted to see the boys off. I took this next photo cause I could tell it was someone…just not sure who.
To prove we were there I asked someone behind us to take a picture of us. It’s terrible.
Luckily, I brought the fancy new camera which I basically bought for KSU games. So when all I can see is the photo above, I can zoom in and find what I want to see like this:
The first half sucked. We went out and visited Jamie and Drew’s tailgate at halftime. None of us were ready for another loss. We spent the entire third quarter at the tailgate. we just didn’t want to go back in. Finally, as the 4th quarter started and things got really exciting we headed back in.
Near the end, when it was clear we would win there was a moment I will never forget. Willie headed up to the pressbox, standing on top of it as he used to regularly when I was in school but hasn’t really done since. There was an eery fog moving in but you could clearly see him as he held up a large Big XII sign over his head. The crowd lost their mind. then he started the K-S-U-Wildcats! chant and that was the loudest I’ve ever heard any crowd anywhere. It was amazing.
People started throwing tortillas and tortilla chips in the stands as it became clear we would be attending the Fiesta Bowl in January. I thought it was hilarious that so many people had come up with the same idea.
Then we won.
Bill gave this great speech and I kicked myself for not recording it. He thanked the family and then said, “We’re not sure where we’re going next but we’ve got a good idea. We’ve been there before! Last time about 45,000 Wildcat Fans came out to support us, I’ve got a feeling they’ll be even more this time!”
It made me sad. I wanna go to Arizona!
I was ecstatic, but sad we wouldn’t be going to the bowl game, a decision we’d made earlier in the year. The last time we won a Big 12 title I was in school. This time I was there. Pretty Bad Ass.
The next morning my second favorite Wildcat came in to wake up my first favorite Wildcat.
She’s become obsessed with the Cats. Each morning she tells her mom or dad that she wants to wear “Willie Wildcat” which means something with a powercat on it. Whenever she sees a powercat she points at it and says, “Willie Wildcat!” She’s my favorite.