Great time, that 2010 game. I drove to the game from Portland. Got to Bozo fairly early on Friday, meeting several college friends along the way. Met a bunch of current and former BV'ers that night for the first time at the bars. MSU fans bought me (us) drinks all night. They just kept appearing out of nowhere. I was an absolute wreck at the end of the night. Got to the tailgate by 9a the next morning. People made fun of me because I looked incredibly cold and hungover. Nine fucking degrees was apparently tropical to these assholes. (You know who you are.) Spent most of of the tailgate about 28"-40" away from the rocket propane heater eating chilli and drinking paint thinner or whatever that was. Game was obviously awesome and we had a lot of fun.

I had a major presentation at 8a Monday for work I needed to prepare for and knowing what condition I would likely be in by the end of the night, I decided at the last minute to drive to Missoula that night, assuming that I would be able to play it cool for the evening. I got to my hotel, unpacked my stuff, and headed out to the bar for dinner and a couple of drinks. Once I got there, I sat at the bar by myself. Shortly thereafter, I had people coming up to me and buying me drinks again (I had a Bison Jersey on.) because we beat "those assholes from Bozeman". They absolutely loved it. Jerks got me hammered again and it was a bit fuzzy getting back to my room.

For the 10 hour drive from Missoula to Portland on Sunday, I stopped twice to take a nap...