Allow me to start with a personal note...
My family spent a good chunk of August in Florida, as we adopted our third child
, a beautiful and healthy girl born on August 22. As we sat and waited for the paperwork allowing us to leave Florida and reenter Nebraska to be processed, it began to look like I would be unable to make it home to watch the Wyoming game in person.
Marooned in a Tallahassee hotel room without BTN, I put a request out on the HuskerMax message board to see if anybody knew of a Husker bar in the area - or at the very least, a place that would be willing to turn a TV to BTN for a few hours on Saturday night.
Within a matter of hours, I received an email from a fellow UNL alumnus who provided me with a couple of options for bars that would likely play the game for me. This generous soul (who can identify himself in the comments if he chooses) was going to be out of town for the game, otherwise I would be welcome to join him. He even gave me contact information for one of his buddies so I could watch the game from his man cave.
As it turned out, I did not need his suggestions. Our approval came Friday morning. Twenty-four hours and 1,200 miles later, we pulled into Lincoln and at 6:30 I was in my seat in north stadium.
I bring this up not to #humblebrag about my beautiful baby girl or the depths of my desire to not miss a home game, but to show the generosity, loyalty, passion, and sense of community shared by Husker fans. Think about it: a guy who had never met me was willing to invite me into his home, simply