I needed a break from Christmas photos and I figured you did too.
So instead, we're going back to November. November 24th, 2012 to be exact; the Civil War between the Oregon State Beavers and the University of Oregon Ducks. (Someone asked me recently if it was possible to support both the Beavers and the Ducks since they're both from Oregon and the answer is no.)
We typically get season tickets to all of the Beavers games, but we only get three tickets (Two adults and one child.) and we get them in the family section where there's no covered seating (and it rains a lot here in Oregon) because they're cheap. So that means only one kid gets to go to the Civil War each year and this year (which is now technically last year due to my untimely post) that kid was Cole.
And I've got my fingers crossed that the photos will speak for themselves because I've got a mountain of work to tackle this morning...
Ok, this next photo can't speak for itself, so I'll have to interject.
At one point during the game, a college-aged girl walked up to Josh and I (Coley was in the restroom.) and said, "Hey, do you two want to participate in a competition on the field during the next time-out?"
My initial thought was "Hell no." because:
- Regardless my competitive nature, I have no desire to compete in anything that includes 47,000 spectators.
- I had broken my leg just six weeks prior and though I had no idea what sort of 'competition' she was speaking of, I was quite sure that the footboot I was wearing would dull my competitive edge.
- My 12 year-old son was in the restroom and might be concerned when he returned to his seat only to find his parents were missing.
But despite all that, I immediately looked at my eager, OSU Beaver-loving husband and said, "Yes."
Then I handed my camera over to some drunk college-aged boys that were sitting in front of us, asked them to watch my son when he returned from the restroom and walked out into the OSU football field in front of 47,000 people while wearing a footboot, to participate in some competition that I still knew nothing about.
Turns out it was the Shane Company (a local jeweler) Ring Run and all I had to do was wait at the endzone with a giant, plastic wedding ring (in front of 47,000 people while wearing a footboot) while Josh Downs ran towards me carrying his own giant, plastic wedding ring. Then I had to help him put his giant, plastic wedding ring on me (in front of 47,000 people while wearing a footboot) and then put my own giant, plastic wedding ring on him (in front of 47,000 people while wearing a footboot) and race down to the 50 yard line while holding my husband's hand and a giant, plastic wedding ring (in front of 47,000 people while wearing a footboot.)
And thankfully, Coley arrived back from the restroom and recovered my camera from the drunk college-aged boys that were now babysitting him, just in time to grab this shot...
And to (literally) add insult to injury, we lost.
But apparently, no one goes home a looser in the Shane Company Ring Run and therefore, Josh Downs and I are now the proud ownders of a Shane Company water bottle and a Shane Company pen.
Final Score: OSU Beavs 24, U0fO Ducks 48.