the stadium was way out in the middle of nowhere. The road was jam packed. Folks started driving on the right shoulder to get there, then people started pulling into the oncoming traffic lane (no one was coming that way) and using that.

After the win/driving home on I-15 the next morning we were passed by a big blue pickup with WY plates. There was plain white paper taped in the window that someone had written "F--- BYU" on. About ten minutes later we exited to grab lunch at a taco time or taco bell. The truck was there, it was four college-aged girls who wouldn't look at us at all as we were decked out in BYU gear.