So why not just let it all out right?
Ok, here we go.
I absolutely, positively, cannot
You see, growing up in a small
town in western
Here's my beef. It's not all
Ok, maybe traitor is a little bit harsh. Traitor is a big word when talking about sports. Sports are fun, and so is this rivalry. But that's what bothered me the most growing up as a kid. I was surrounded by Husker fans, who simply rooted for them because it was convenient.
Why would you root for the Clones
back in the day? They were a terrible football team.
Luckily, I never fell into that trap. I grew up essentially feeling that Husker fans were about as annoying as those shirtless hippies playing hacky sack outside of the Parks Library. Just like hearing native-Iowa Huskers rip on their own state's teams, those hippies get on my nerves.
One thing is for sure, to me at
least. There is nothing, and I mean NOTHING, like sticking it to
Ok, now I have to be even more
honest with you and not to mention a complete hypocrite. I have to give the
Husker Nation some love. I have never been to an opposing team's stadium where I
was treated with more respect then in
Those people are a class act, most of them at least.
Last year's game was before my prime here at CN. I attended the game with my father and we went on to tailgate with a lot of the Cyclone players' families. We more or less got out of our car, and dozens of Husker fans were shaking our hands, offering us drinks, and just flat out having a good time.
I know I was hard on them in that first section of this column, but that was to a distinct section of the fan base.
If you ever want to go watch the
Clones play a road game, go to