So I heard Saturday is a fair weather fan, golf clap game. I have a great story about the so called Jim and Nancy games.
The @Cornicator post brought me back to 2004. I took my wife to her first Husker game. Its early November. We are 4-4 in the first season of Bill Callahan era, playing Missouri at home (the Herrian leg break game). My brother gets us some shit seats to the game in the student section. My wife is prego and sitting the whole time. Finally some drunk college kids have enough and start yelling at her to stand up. She looks at me for help wondering why we would need to stand for a 4-4 team.
In a brief act of mercy, the weinerschlinger guy starts shooting hotdogs into the student section and everyone starts going bananas--distracted for a moment from the defensive stand we needed to seal the game and my wife who's riding it out on her seat. Out of the blue, this hardass guy whose been screaming the whole game, and his little son, stand up on the bleachers and start scream at every one to quit worry about f*&^ing hot dogs and focus on the game. I was stunned as I'd never heard a little kid use the f word before. But after a second I regain my composure and looked my wife in the eye and said "yea stand the f*4# up, we've gotta win this game and beat Iowa St. next week to win the North."
Ever since that game, my brother and I have this inside joke that true husker fans need to remind the Jim and Nancy's to "quit worry about the hot dogs and stand the eff up." We laugh about it, but as die-hard fans, there is a strand of truth in the joke. So much so, that after reading Cornicator's Jim and Nancy thread, I bought two tickets to take my twelve year son (the fetus at the Mizzou game) to the game this weekend. This is a teachable moment. We'll be in the South Stadium. If you see and hear a 12 year old with Farniok's number painted on his chest telling Jim and Nancy to quit worrying about hot dogs and to stand the funk up, that'd be @juddie76 and his kid. Cheers!
The @Cornicator post brought me back to 2004. I took my wife to her first Husker game. Its early November. We are 4-4 in the first season of Bill Callahan era, playing Missouri at home (the Herrian leg break game). My brother gets us some shit seats to the game in the student section. My wife is prego and sitting the whole time. Finally some drunk college kids have enough and start yelling at her to stand up. She looks at me for help wondering why we would need to stand for a 4-4 team.
In a brief act of mercy, the weinerschlinger guy starts shooting hotdogs into the student section and everyone starts going bananas--distracted for a moment from the defensive stand we needed to seal the game and my wife who's riding it out on her seat. Out of the blue, this hardass guy whose been screaming the whole game, and his little son, stand up on the bleachers and start scream at every one to quit worry about f*&^ing hot dogs and focus on the game. I was stunned as I'd never heard a little kid use the f word before. But after a second I regain my composure and looked my wife in the eye and said "yea stand the f*4# up, we've gotta win this game and beat Iowa St. next week to win the North."
Ever since that game, my brother and I have this inside joke that true husker fans need to remind the Jim and Nancy's to "quit worry about the hot dogs and stand the eff up." We laugh about it, but as die-hard fans, there is a strand of truth in the joke. So much so, that after reading Cornicator's Jim and Nancy thread, I bought two tickets to take my twelve year son (the fetus at the Mizzou game) to the game this weekend. This is a teachable moment. We'll be in the South Stadium. If you see and hear a 12 year old with Farniok's number painted on his chest telling Jim and Nancy to quit worrying about hot dogs and to stand the funk up, that'd be @juddie76 and his kid. Cheers!
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