student and decked in her BYU gear and I walked across the area where Wyoming people had been tail gating. Most people were gone. An older drunk man ran to my daughter and face to face screamed “you are a f———- BYU p——.” She was a little naive and broke down. The old man scream at her 3 or 4 times before I took her hand and led her away. She is a mother now of college age kids and still remembers crude old man. Her feeling about Wyoming are pretty low still.