Football Hypocrite

I went to the football game last night.  You all may think that I'm a hypocrite for this, but lemme 'splain.

Earlier this week I got a text from one of my friends from last year, Andy (he was roommates with Neil and John-- they were all my FHE brothers).  He lives in Salt Lake and he said he was coming down to Provo on Friday night because his uncle had given him tickets to the football game.  He asked if I wanted to go.  So I said sure.  I thought it would be fun to see him and hang out.

The game turned out to be pretty good.  We won at least (35-17).  And it wasn't horribly bad to be in the same stadium as all the hooligans (who have calmed down a LOT since we lost to Florida State).

Just so we're clear here, I went to spend time with Andy, not to watch the football game. :)  I explicitly stated this when he asked me if I wanted to go: "I'm not a huge football fan, so I'll go if you don't mind me being boring."

Well, we had fun anyway!

The two of us and my roommate went to Wendy's afterwards.  It was probably the best Friday night of this whole semester.