It was a somewhat sad weekend to be a Vandal. Back in the day of the Tormey era beating BSU was a reality, now it may have been a far out hope. Needless to say I was proud of our Vandals for their 1st half showing, and was not so impressed by the nationally ranked Broncos.
Being a Vandal means more than just the numbers on the score board, it is something deep in your heart. I was raised coming to Vandal games, had to sing the fight song to spell the word Idaho right on my 1st grade spelling test, and am I die hard Vandal to this day. I not only work for this U of I, but I also administer a program (4-H) that is creating future Vandals.
Speaking of future Vandals there were two things that made me so proud this weekend:
#1 my own children decked out in their black and gold, screaming the fight song, and yes staying to the bitter end for the thrill and excitement of playing on the field and high fiving the players after the game. In their minds they are all winners and heroes to look up to.
#2 Watching Tyler Brooks out there on the kick off team just wanting to hit somebody. It was so fun for my family to watch Ty and yell his name from the bleachers. We can't wait for next year. Ty is a true Vandal, with a strong work ethic, determination, and a great attitude. I love that my kids look up to him. BTW he is a life long 4-Her!
