I take such delight in beating Nebraska. 99% of the time I can be counted on to stay classy. But during the fourth quarter last night as the downtrodden red-clad groups of people started to head for the exits, this particular woman locked eyes with me as she was side stepping through the row in front of us. I couldn’t help myself. I threw out a couple “thanks for coming, safe travels” comments to her and her group.
I then sort of felt bad and decided I was going to mention to the people sitting right in front of us about how my kids were the same age as theirs in 2016 when we went to Lincoln to watch Mitch Leidner and the boys lose a close one, and how the Husker fans were so nice.
But, that family soon collectively got up and exited with such speed and efficiency, I never got the chance to bring it up.
I will say every Nebraska fan that I saw was pretty nice. But I guess they didn’t get much to cheer about or be confrontational about.
What a glorious night.