We love Futbol!

When I got to work this monday, everyone was talking about the weekend. Some completely avoided talking about it, and others couldn't stop. Why? Because of the BYU Utah rivalry game. My friend/co-worker Mckenna asked me if my weekend was ruined (which hers was not cause she likes Utah). I looked at her and said, "Ruined, I went to the ReAL game and they won and then we stayed for the One Republic concert. Oh yea, and had some yummy free frozen yogurt." Good weekend.

You see, Brad and I of course are big BYU fans. I'm not saying that the fact BYU lost miserably did not make us sad. But, we happened to plan for better activities. It actually was a complete coincidence too. We love going to the ReAL games. They are fun, we love soccer, and the mexican section is crazy. When we saw that they had a game with a One Republic concert right after, we decided we couldn't miss that game. So we talked to our connection and got tickets. When last weekend finally came, I finally realized that we were missing the rivalry game. This did not make me sad, because I hate watching that game. I have pride, and watching my team lose kills it. Brad does not love watching games with me cause I will get up and leave when the football team is sucking (a beauty about watching a game at home and not being at the game). Last year we went and saw Tangled in theatres during the BYU Utah game.

Of course, after returning home from our wonderful Saturday evening, Brad and his sister, Christine, wanted to watch the rivalry game. I didn't. I went downstairs and looked up the score on ESPN. Right in time too, cause seconds later my dad text me about the game. I went back upstairs to get a drink and saw the first fumble/utah touchdown. Brad asked me if I wanted to sit down and watch with him. I told him 'sorry, but I would prefer to miss this game and just go to bed'. He was disappointed, I was tired, so I went to bed. When he came to bed, I could tell he was bummed. Brad will sit through an entire miserable game cause he is a good fan. I'm not, my happiness is more important then watching the a game crash and burn over and over again.

It took my manager a few days to talk about the game. She is a BIG BYU fan. I heard Dr. Ockey say that he didn't want to talk about it. Poor Brad had to listen to all the dumb insults at work from his Ute co-workers. I say, good job Utah for winning so well and making something of all those fumbles. I still love BYU and will always wear blue. I just won't always watch the games. I will keep watching ReAL though. Futbol is a game that makes sense to me and I love, even though all the flops can be retarded. And guess what, ReAL's colors are navy, red, and yellow. Funny huh, so at the ReAL game we saw people wearing the colors with a Utah or a BYU hat. Brad wore a red ReAL shirt and I wore my navy one. Always good to find some unity in Utah.

Brad was not cooperating with taking pictures, so that's why this ain't a good picture of us.

Side note, One Republic was awesome, even if I'm too short to see the stage over all the tall people's heads. We enjoyed watching moms dance, high schoolers act retarded, and the poor little kids who were falling asleep in their dad's arms. Good concert.

The Whole Band (picture taken on tip toes with arms up high)