I witnessed something spectacular this past Saturday.
After a beautiful drive across this amazing, scenic, somehow still-green state, my wife and I joined up with our daughter (currently a student at UW) in Laramie. At a fun and well-attended pre-game/tailgate party, we ran into and visited with former teachers, coaches, colleagues and friends that we have known and acquired in our 35 years as educators in the state.
It was the perfect evening in Laramie – nearly 80 degrees with a high plains spectacular sunset, a few scattered clouds and even a sprinkle of rain. As the sun set, the rays of light filtered through the stadium, highlighting the players as a rainbow arched over the student section.
After reading the typical pregame hype from the Missouri crew and seeing that we were predicted as 18 point underdogs, I was skeptical of the outcome, but happy just to be there on a beautiful evening.
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Then the Wyoming Cowboys showed up. They put on a display of toughness, grit and underdog determination that is seldom seen but a reminder of why we love our sports. The UW team (including several Wyoming natives) stepped up on many occasions to represent their coaches, their team and their state in a stunning display of sportsmanship and pride.
When the final score flashed on the scoreboard - 37-31 Cowboys - and Dave Walsh’s voice echoed through the stadium, “And the score, oh the score!“ the crowd (over 26,000) went wild. On Sunday, I could hardly talk (some would agree that’s a good thing) after my four quarters of yelling and screaming.
I’ve never been more proud of our team, our state and our Cowboys as I was on Saturday, not just because of the win (which didn’t hurt), but to witness this spectacle among family and friends in such a great setting was something I will not forget.
I am happy to be a resident of this awesome state and I am happy to be a Cowboy. And now, more than ever, the world needs more Cowboys.