Another fun trip with our homies, despite a loss by the Clones. Poor guys. 2 years ago - UNLV game in Vegas we lose a close one in OT after coming back courageously at the last second. Heartbreak.
Last year - Kansas City - we come back in the waning minutes only miss out on a chance at OT thanks to a blocked extra point.
This year - down 4 we have the ball and some time, QB gets nailed and fumbles. We hold them to a field goal and can't mount a drive to tie it. Lose another heartbreaker by 7. But we did win that bowl game last winter!
Cyclone fans are resilient! We are used to adversity and heartbreak. But that doesn't make it any easier.
So knowing all of the above (except for yesterday's heartbreak part) we met for lunch at the Elm's Club and took off after that - piling into the McKim vehicle with spillover (the guys) into Conovers Caddy. Headed to Kelly's historic Westport Inn when we hit town. The weather was gorgeous and after that bitch Garmin finally found the joint, we saw they had built a rooftop deck!
Then we headed to check into our Hotel - Crown Plaza near the Power and Light district, so we could walk and not worry about drinking and driving. The ISU Pep Rally was in the P&L District - so several thousand Cyclone fans showed up. Made friends with Robert at the motel and he gave Bobbie and Jeff a suite and McKim's room was adjoining. Sweet!
Got to the P&L just when the ISU Pep Band was getting ready to hit the stage. The place was packed. The P&L District is a rectangle of bars/restaurants opening onto a big covered area that has a stage and a huge screen where ISU highlights were playing. I love pep bands - so full o energy! There were a couple of peppy speakers including the voice of the Clones and our AD.
Jud and his buddies stood right by us so we took a pic. They call me Mrs. Goldsmith for God's sake! I feel like June Kluever when they do that! I'm going to have to correct that next game - Laura was Mrs. Goldsmith. That's just not me! Bobbie and I had our pic taken with Cy. We saw a lot of folks we knew.
We'd gotten coupons for entry at the piano bar - Howl at the Moon. What a blast! The place was packed and Donnie and I struggled to get our first round of drinks. There were no tables - in fact the tables were roped of with "crime scene" tape - sold for $100 each I think. We stood by an unsold one near some older women who had major work done. I mean faces, boobs, noses - you name it - they were gross. I would rather look old than plastic.
Just about the time my first drink was gone Bobbie came waltzing over with a giant bucket of blue stuff and several straws. Just the thing - sweet and cold. I gulped my share. The entertainment - singers, who played piano and various other instruments, were great. We sang along. The waitress warned us not to use the table for our bucket - OFF LIMITS!
So when she walked away, Jeff broke the tape and the Clear Lake group and we sat down. At least we got away with it for a half hour or so. It was great. They sangs lots of faves, I Will Survive, Build Me Up Buttercup, they could do rock, hip hop. By now it was after 8 and we hadn't eaten since lunch. A group came who HAD actually paid for the table we stood by. Time to leave.
We went in another restaurant and rousted Jud and group - Jeff had fun harassing him. I knew it was time for food, so a couple of us went in search of tables. Ended up at the same place we ate last year - nothing special but it was hot. Then headed to our hotel, where I headed right to bed. Day 1 was over.
Last year - Kansas City - we come back in the waning minutes only miss out on a chance at OT thanks to a blocked extra point.
This year - down 4 we have the ball and some time, QB gets nailed and fumbles. We hold them to a field goal and can't mount a drive to tie it. Lose another heartbreaker by 7. But we did win that bowl game last winter!
Cyclone fans are resilient! We are used to adversity and heartbreak. But that doesn't make it any easier.
So knowing all of the above (except for yesterday's heartbreak part) we met for lunch at the Elm's Club and took off after that - piling into the McKim vehicle with spillover (the guys) into Conovers Caddy. Headed to Kelly's historic Westport Inn when we hit town. The weather was gorgeous and after that bitch Garmin finally found the joint, we saw they had built a rooftop deck!
Then we headed to check into our Hotel - Crown Plaza near the Power and Light district, so we could walk and not worry about drinking and driving. The ISU Pep Rally was in the P&L District - so several thousand Cyclone fans showed up. Made friends with Robert at the motel and he gave Bobbie and Jeff a suite and McKim's room was adjoining. Sweet!
Got to the P&L just when the ISU Pep Band was getting ready to hit the stage. The place was packed. The P&L District is a rectangle of bars/restaurants opening onto a big covered area that has a stage and a huge screen where ISU highlights were playing. I love pep bands - so full o energy! There were a couple of peppy speakers including the voice of the Clones and our AD.
Jud and his buddies stood right by us so we took a pic. They call me Mrs. Goldsmith for God's sake! I feel like June Kluever when they do that! I'm going to have to correct that next game - Laura was Mrs. Goldsmith. That's just not me! Bobbie and I had our pic taken with Cy. We saw a lot of folks we knew.
We'd gotten coupons for entry at the piano bar - Howl at the Moon. What a blast! The place was packed and Donnie and I struggled to get our first round of drinks. There were no tables - in fact the tables were roped of with "crime scene" tape - sold for $100 each I think. We stood by an unsold one near some older women who had major work done. I mean faces, boobs, noses - you name it - they were gross. I would rather look old than plastic.
Just about the time my first drink was gone Bobbie came waltzing over with a giant bucket of blue stuff and several straws. Just the thing - sweet and cold. I gulped my share. The entertainment - singers, who played piano and various other instruments, were great. We sang along. The waitress warned us not to use the table for our bucket - OFF LIMITS!
So when she walked away, Jeff broke the tape and the Clear Lake group and we sat down. At least we got away with it for a half hour or so. It was great. They sangs lots of faves, I Will Survive, Build Me Up Buttercup, they could do rock, hip hop. By now it was after 8 and we hadn't eaten since lunch. A group came who HAD actually paid for the table we stood by. Time to leave.
We went in another restaurant and rousted Jud and group - Jeff had fun harassing him. I knew it was time for food, so a couple of us went in search of tables. Ended up at the same place we ate last year - nothing special but it was hot. Then headed to our hotel, where I headed right to bed. Day 1 was over.
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