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Game Day!

On Saturday we ventured up to Manhattan for Caiden's first college football game:  KSU vs. Eastern KY.  Chelan was pretty excited to show Caiden where he had gone to to school for 4 years.  If we had gotten there sooner, it would have been fun to show him around more than just the football stadium - I'm sure that time will come, though!  While the game was pretty ugly, the atmosphere was fun - so much more exciting than watching it on TV (although I missed the yellow first down line that they show on TV)!  It may be a long season for the wildcats, but we'll be supporting them every step of the way!

The team streaming out of the locker room


If you look real closely, you can see number 33 on the 37 yard line - that's Weston Hiebert.  He graduated from Goessel 2 years ago and made the team this year.  I gave him swimming lessons for many years and he was in my 5th and 6th grade classes that I taught.  It was fun to see him on the sideline!


Caiden and Ty were pretty fascinated by the band at halftime - they couldn't figure out how the band made those designs!


See the wall behind them?  Yes, we were the 2nd row from the top of the stadium.  They were pretty good seats, actually - right on the 50 yard line.  We could see everything!


There were even firworks at the end - a pretty good show.  I told Chelan it was good K-State had won or the fireworks would have been kind of a let-down!

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  1. So I didn't get tears on game day...but looking at the picture of Chelan and Caiden did me in!!!! There is just something about sharing your alma mater with your children!!!

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