Ha! This tweet resonates, as I'm sure it does for many who are the "Gopher guy/gal" in their social group

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Days like yesterday suck being the "Gopher guy/gal" in a social group. The texts fly quickly, the "I didn't see the game, what the hell happened" type of questions. They are annoying to receive and I'm sure plentiful for many of us yesterday.


Go Gophers!!
 

Yes it was a very bad loss. Can't let it affect our relationships with family, friends, and co workers.
 

I did not post a photo on social media early in the game as I often do, showing friends and family where I was. I kinda had a feeling.... I avoided a lot of flack.
 

You could have worn a paperback to cover your face.
 

It's a little disheartening that this sub is never more busy than after a loss...
 



My wife was out of town for the weekend for a bachelorette party. So I was on full time dad duty and was kind of expecting to not be able to watch the full game. My daughter likes to dress up in Gopher gear, eat food, but normally despite my numerous attempts to change her mind, she doesn't give two sh!ts about the RPO. She now knows we hate Iowa, but I'm not sure if she really feels it (I'm working on it).

As I'm sitting down yesterday, fully expecting to only be able to watch bits and pieces of what should be a dominant Gopher win, my daughter decides to take an interest in the game.

"Why are you shaking your head daddy?"
"Well, because you should never go for it on 4th and 1 from your own 29 in a game like this?"
"Why?"
"Because then the other team gets the ball"
"Why?"
"Those are the rules?"
"Why did we do it?"
"Here's my phone, FaceTime Grandma"

You get the point. I'm sitting in my basement watching every second of this dumpster fire while the most precious thing on the planet is unintentionally twisting the knife with her barrage of questions (I'm not so sure it was unintentional).

As the game ends, she said something so profound that it could only have come from the mind of someone whose psyche hadn't been conditioned from years of being a MN sports fan to expect and almost embrace yesterday's anguish "it's ok, we can pick a new team."

I don't know whether to correct her or take the advice.
 
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It’s bad when your badger loving mom - who never calls to say oh yeah I saw mn lost. Gdang she is cold blooded
 

My wife was out of town for the weekend for a bachelorette party. So I was on full time dad duty and was kind of expecting to not be able to watch the full game. My daughter likes to dress up in Gopher gear, eat food, but normally despite my numerous attempts to change her mind, she doesn't give two sh!ts about the RPO. She now knows we hate Iowa, but I'm not sure if she really feels it (I'm working on it).

As I'm sitting down yesterday, fully expecting to only be able to watch bits and pieces of what should be a dominant Gopher win, my daughter decides to take an interest in the game.

"Why are you shaking your head daddy?"
"Well, because you should never go for it on 4th and 1 from your own 29 in a game like this?"
"Why?"
"Because then the other team gets the ball"
"Why?"
"Those are the rules?"
"Why did we do it?"
"Here's my phone, FaceTime Grandma"

You get the point. I'm sitting in my basement watching every second of this dumpster fire while the most precious thing on the planet is unintentionally twisting the knife with her barrage of questions (I'm not so sure it was unintentional).

As the game ends, she said something so profound that it could only have come from the mind of someone whose psyche hadn't been conditioned from years of being a MN sports fan to expect and almost embrace yesterday's anguish "it's ok, we can pick a new team."

I don't know whether to correct her or take the advice.
Drop her off at an orphanage. If she doesn’t get it by now, she never will. Best to just start over with a new child.
 



My wife was out of town for the weekend for a bachelorette party. So I was on full time dad duty and was kind of expecting to not be able to watch the full game. She likes to dress up in Gopher gear, eat food, but normally despite my numerous attempts to change her mind, she doesn't give two sh!ts about the RPO. She now knows we hate Iowa, but I'm not sure if she really feels it (I'm working on it).

As I'm sitting down yesterday, fully expecting to only be able to watch bits and pieces of what should be a dominant Gopher win, my daughter decides to take an interest in the game.

"Why are you shaking your head daddy?"
"Well, because you should never go for it on 4th and 1 from your own 29 in a game like this?"
"Why?"
"Because then the other team gets the ball"
"Why?"
"Those are the rules?"
"Why did we do it?"
"Here's my phone, FaceTime Grandma"

You get the point. I'm sitting in my basement watching every second of this dumpster fire while the most precious thing on the planet is unintentionally twisting the knife with her barrage of questions (I'm not so sure it was unintentional).

As the game ends, she said something so profound that it could only have come from the mind of someone whose psyche hadn't been conditioned from years of being a MN sports fan to expect and almost embrace yesterday's anguish "it's ok, we can pick a new team."

I don't know whether to correct her or take the advice.
One of the funniest things I've read. I feel for you. I ask myself the same questions as a child would, and answer them like an older child. "Why aren't they trying harder?" "Because they, they, they, I don't know why."

She sounds adorable by the way. Good for you to have someone like that in your life.
 

My wife was out of town for the weekend for a bachelorette party. So I was on full time dad duty and was kind of expecting to not be able to watch the full game. My daughter likes to dress up in Gopher gear, eat food, but normally despite my numerous attempts to change her mind, she doesn't give two sh!ts about the RPO. She now knows we hate Iowa, but I'm not sure if she really feels it (I'm working on it).

As I'm sitting down yesterday, fully expecting to only be able to watch bits and pieces of what should be a dominant Gopher win, my daughter decides to take an interest in the game.

"Why are you shaking your head daddy?"
"Well, because you should never go for it on 4th and 1 from your own 29 in a game like this?"
"Why?"
"Because then the other team gets the ball"
"Why?"
"Those are the rules?"
"Why did we do it?"
"Here's my phone, FaceTime Grandma"

You get the point. I'm sitting in my basement watching every second of this dumpster fire while the most precious thing on the planet is unintentionally twisting the knife with her barrage of questions (I'm not so sure it was unintentional).

As the game ends, she said something so profound that it could only have come from the mind of someone whose psyche hadn't been conditioned from years of being a MN sports fan to expect and almost embrace yesterday's anguish "it's ok, we can pick a new team."

I don't know whether to correct her or take the advice.
She's right about one thing. It relates to the OC. Be careful to dump bad girlfriends ASAP. They become a fatal attraction if you keep them too long.
 

My wife was out of town for the weekend for a bachelorette party. So I was on full time dad duty and was kind of expecting to not be able to watch the full game. My daughter likes to dress up in Gopher gear, eat food, but normally despite my numerous attempts to change her mind, she doesn't give two sh!ts about the RPO. She now knows we hate Iowa, but I'm not sure if she really feels it (I'm working on it).

As I'm sitting down yesterday, fully expecting to only be able to watch bits and pieces of what should be a dominant Gopher win, my daughter decides to take an interest in the game.

"Why are you shaking your head daddy?"
"Well, because you should never go for it on 4th and 1 from your own 29 in a game like this?"
"Why?"
"Because then the other team gets the ball"
"Why?"
"Those are the rules?"
"Why did we do it?"
"Here's my phone, FaceTime Grandma"

You get the point. I'm sitting in my basement watching every second of this dumpster fire while the most precious thing on the planet is unintentionally twisting the knife with her barrage of questions (I'm not so sure it was unintentional).

As the game ends, she said something so profound that it could only have come from the mind of someone whose psyche hadn't been conditioned from years of being a MN sports fan to expect and almost embrace yesterday's anguish "it's ok, we can pick a new team."

I don't know whether to correct her or take the advice.
May I suggest, Alabama!
 

I was at the game with few people that I can persuade to go and watch Gopher Football. Whelp! PJ's crew egged everyone who was at the game. From the start to the end, it was unpleasant sight. Looking at sight lines, OL, WRs, QBs. They all were acting like it is their first D1 game of their life. WTF indeed.
 



My wife was out of town for the weekend for a bachelorette party. So I was on full time dad duty and was kind of expecting to not be able to watch the full game. My daughter likes to dress up in Gopher gear, eat food, but normally despite my numerous attempts to change her mind, she doesn't give two sh!ts about the RPO. She now knows we hate Iowa, but I'm not sure if she really feels it (I'm working on it).

As I'm sitting down yesterday, fully expecting to only be able to watch bits and pieces of what should be a dominant Gopher win, my daughter decides to take an interest in the game.

"Why are you shaking your head daddy?"
"Well, because you should never go for it on 4th and 1 from your own 29 in a game like this?"
"Why?"
"Because then the other team gets the ball"
"Why?"
"Those are the rules?"
"Why did we do it?"
"Here's my phone, FaceTime Grandma"

You get the point. I'm sitting in my basement watching every second of this dumpster fire while the most precious thing on the planet is unintentionally twisting the knife with her barrage of questions (I'm not so sure it was unintentional).

As the game ends, she said something so profound that it could only have come from the mind of someone whose psyche hadn't been conditioned from years of being a MN sports fan to expect and almost embrace yesterday's anguish "it's ok, we can pick a new team."

I don't know whether to correct her or take the advice.
Drop her off at an orphanage. If she doesn’t get it by now, she never will. Best to just start over with a new child.

these two posts are the humor i love about this site!! great posts.
 




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