Last night, the unimaginable happened....the OSU Beavers played a home football game against #1 ranked University of Southern California - and OSU won, 27 - 21. We watched the game from a local bar with our new friend Kjell (pronounced "Shell" - he's from Norway), not having acquired tickets ourselves. Kjell knew the rules pretty well for someone who grew up in the land of snow and ice - turns out that, as a boy, he had a Football game on his Gameboy, so he picked up quite a bit from that...Home game days around here are a sea of orange -- EVERYONE wears orange. It's like being in a crazy Halloween world all day. And instead of one giant tailgating party in the stadium, like we were used to at NC State, there are pockets of tailgaters all around the neighborhoods near campus, in small parking lots, on student housing lawns, etc. We could have dropped in on a half-dozen different parties on our 8 block walk to the bar last night....
I confess, I left the bar early and missed the end of the game so that I could watch the season premiere of The Office at home. But the real excitement happened as we were getting ready for bed. Nate and I live only a few blocks from the stadium, in a neighborhood that's a mix of family and student housing. Apparently, we live pretty close to more of the student housing, because a bunch of guys decided to start shooting off fireworks from the road right in front of our house around 10pm. Big mortars, flashing lights. It sort of felt like we were living in a war zone. Just when we were about to be
"old fogies" about it and call the cops, it quieted down again. Maybe the fireworks ran out, or maybe the police found the revelers just then...
This last photo is unrelated, but I thought it was funny that even the door-pulls at the OSU Bookstore are beavers...
