I mean, I love my alma mater. Love.
And yes, I love wearing white pants long after Labor Day and flat sandals like it's still summer weather in November. But, I hate that I spilled coffee on them. We had to get up super early on a Saturday to get to the Alamodome for pre-game activities. And if you really know me, you know that I hate colored nail polish, too. Eeek!
They are pros at this university stuff by now. But, there is always the balance of keeping them humbled and driven. We were first generation college students and graduated as parents to 1 year old twins. What will be their motivation?
That bottom row of guys up there are the Original 18. They practiced their first year, without a locker room or uniforms and were just about to have an amazing final game as Roadrunners.
30 minutes after the game to run around on the turf. I love those smiles. I love that college football has helped me make these memories. And that's when I hate that it has to end.