froginmn
Full Member
When we went the the Fiesta ten years ago, I told my wife it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. But when we went to the Rose, I told her we had to go and this time bring the kids because it really was something rare and may not happen again.
I still consider it one of my best experiences, and remember it vividly.
We went to the Rose Parade in the morning and man was it cold. Living in Minnesota we didn't bring hats and gloves to LA, but we stopped and picked up some, along with a cheap purple blanket, the day before.
Parking, and reparking at the stadium after the parade, was an adventure. The Wisconsin fans were cocky (but had been worse a couple days earlier on the Santa Monica pier where one saw us before their pep rally and yelled "f TCU" in front of my nine year old daughter).
The best part (aside from the final score of course) was walking into the stadium. They only let so many people at a time into the entrance tunnels, which were about 200 feet long and dark, with only a couple lights along the way. After being deprived of light for a while, you step out and see the blue sky, the San Gabriel mountains as a backdrop, the green grass, and waves of red and purple in the stands.
We've had a lot of meaningful games in recent TCU history but for me, that is the one I'll savor. I'm fortunate to have shared it with my family in attendance that day, with my now deceased parents watching back home, with friends in attendance, and with all of you.
Happy New Year everyone!
I still consider it one of my best experiences, and remember it vividly.
We went to the Rose Parade in the morning and man was it cold. Living in Minnesota we didn't bring hats and gloves to LA, but we stopped and picked up some, along with a cheap purple blanket, the day before.
Parking, and reparking at the stadium after the parade, was an adventure. The Wisconsin fans were cocky (but had been worse a couple days earlier on the Santa Monica pier where one saw us before their pep rally and yelled "f TCU" in front of my nine year old daughter).
The best part (aside from the final score of course) was walking into the stadium. They only let so many people at a time into the entrance tunnels, which were about 200 feet long and dark, with only a couple lights along the way. After being deprived of light for a while, you step out and see the blue sky, the San Gabriel mountains as a backdrop, the green grass, and waves of red and purple in the stands.
We've had a lot of meaningful games in recent TCU history but for me, that is the one I'll savor. I'm fortunate to have shared it with my family in attendance that day, with my now deceased parents watching back home, with friends in attendance, and with all of you.
Happy New Year everyone!