True Blue

A couple of weeks ago, Mike and I went to a University of Utah football game. We were with Mike's boss and co-workers. We went and ate this great BBQ, had a fun time with his friends, and actually cheered for the Utes. I usually stay out of these matters when declaring allegiances because we went to Utah State. I was so disappointed with the young adults I saw at that game. As we were walking to the stadium, there was a rowdy bunch of kids drinking in front of us. They were getting a little crazy and the game hadn't even started. As we were leaving, another group was slinging cuss words right and left. I was so glad our kids were not with us. In contrast, yesterday we went to the BYU game. The young adults were all dressed in team spirit and having a great time but there was no drinking (you can't even get caffeine, ugh!), no swearing, and there were tons of families. Now without offending my one Ute fan reader, I just want to publically declare that I am true blue or fully invested as my new shirt says.


And my new allegiance has nothing to do with the fact that we were watching the game from my Grandma's loge (while it was raining outside), rubbing noses with apostles and Lavell Edwards.