They came to EVERY game and during half time they would have this elaborate camera set up and only recorded their daughter. (I could see the screen).

They hated when people would stand up and go get concessions or take a bathroom break and walk in front of the camera.

During the game they had no interest in the game and never cheered.

They tried to talk to me about marching band and I was . . . politely engaged.

Most bizarre season ever.

Halftime bands are for like, those people.

That's some serious power in their Wasatch.