Sunday, November 14, 2010

It Was a Boilermaker Weekend

So what was meant to be a pretty relaxed weekend turned out to be full of excitement and adventure!  I unexpectedly got tickets to Saturday's Purdue football game and had to navigate the wonderful world of finding a babysitter, last minute. But, it all worked out in the end.  The only way it could have been better was if it weren't raining and cold.  Oh yeah, and if the Boilers had won.

The best part about the game was that I took my 5 year old daughter,6 year old niece and my mother-in-law.  Hubby and the Big Man were already going and had tickets elsewhere.  But as we walked to the game from the parking garage, I got to experience a Purdue football game and all the hoopla that goes with it through the eyes of a young girl.  I've always loved all the fanfare, but now I know why.  I'm a kid at heart.  The softball team was giving out black Boiler Beads.  The girls LOVED that the big Boilermaker statue was wearing clothes.  And just as we got to the crest of the hill, here came the marching band, twirlers, color guard, World's Largest Drum, and the Boilermaker Special. We remembered to bring four pom-poms from home, and the girls stood on the curb marching in place and cheering as the band walked by.  I'm a little embarrassed to say that I got choked up.  THAT is why I love college football.  All the hoopla that goes with it.

Thank goodness there weren't too many people sitting near us.  Those pom-poms were flailing about through the whole game.  And with all the rain we had, it was more like sitting near two girls flinging wet mops at your eyes.  They had fun and that's all that mattered.


  1. Sounds like a fun time!
    I am a bad alum. I never go to the games. It's a bad time of year for having free weekends!

  2. I was in the band while at Purdue. I was a Goldduster and shook the pom poms, so I am all too familiar with what it feels like to shake poms in the rain, snow, sleet, wind, etc. Boiler Up!

  3. I get teary-eyed every single time the band marches past our tailgate on Slayter playing the fight song. Something about the fight song from my alma mater just gets me.


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