10 Year Member
Just beat them and shut them the hell up, already. How we lost last year, I can't even begin to fathom. Boat race them at home this weekend.
3-8 since Fleck took over. Just looked at that. I would love to bury them Sat. I expect to beat these clowns every year.
You also think Austin is a great city, so there is that to consider.I've never had bad experiences with Minnesota fans either -- and I lived in the Twin Cities for several years in the 90s (during our national dominance years).
Never met a single cocky, arrogant Minnesota fan. Most that discussed sports were much more "woe is me" than anything else -- in regards to all of their sports teams. Hockey is really their true passion anyhow -- followed closely by fishing. Everything else is just filler.
I tend to think we over-analyze based on what we read on internet forums. That's social media. I rarely confuse it with real life. And again, if we're judging based on fan bases on internet forums, there cannot possibly be a more degenerate fan base than our own. But I tend to think most Nebraska fans are good people -- when they step away from the keyboard.
This is the kind of content I am here for. THis made me chuckle out loud. "Hockey, alcohol, and misery"Minnesota fans remind me of KState fans whenever they'd get good for a hot minute. Snyder would win a pile of games for a couple seasons and suddenly, KState was the greatest warrior of the Big 8, crushing the scourge of Sooners, destroying the hateful Cornhuskers, and ransacking the legendary Buffalo villages of Boulder.
They'd go to like two or three bowl games and suddenly Manhattan became Tuscaloosa or South Bend and the Wildcats thought they were the Dallas Cowboys playing against all the other peewee teams.
Unfortunately, I feel like Minnesota is worse, because while I hated losing to Bill Snyder, he was by all accounts a pretty stand-up coach and man. PJ Fleck, by comparison, is that jackass frat boy from college who stole your girlfriend only to dump her at homecoming the next week while he drove off into the sunset drinking a case of Miller Lite in his dad's convertible.
When Minnesota is crappy, they all go back to their hockey, alcohol and misery. Of all the coaches in the Big Ten, I have probably the least amount of respect for that boat-rowing moron.