Well, Mark was moving out of the country to New Zealand.
So, thanks to some nice organization, Blake and Jordan and Mark flew into San Antonio the first Friday of September. I picked 'em up and we headed home to reminisce over the good ol' days. We gotta a little rambunctious and woke matilda up. Then stayed up 'til about 2, then woke up 6 hours later to drive up to Dallas.
Everything worked out great, we picked up Scott at the airport just as we drove into Dallas and made our way over to Mark's parent's hotel right next to the new Cowboy's Stadium. That saved us $40 or so (parking up around the stadium is ridicluous). D.R. was gracious enough to buy lunch for everybody so we hung out at the hotel with them enjoying some pizza.
We were outnumbered by OU fans by a count of about 8-10:1
We walked from their hotel over to the game, passing a bunch of OU fans tailgating and boy-howdy do they know how to tailgate. BBQ, big 'ol canopies, and satellite TV was standard fare. Most offered us beer, very well knowing they wouldn't have to give it to us.
The boys all got a nice welcome to the Texas weather. We were all nice and sweaty by the time they opened up the stadium. That was nice. The place was incredible! Inside there was A/C, an HDTV that stretches 40 yards, and seating capacity for over 100K people.
I think all the boys bumped into people they knew at the game. I saw some friends from dental school (jon and quintin).
Our seats were on the very top row, we thought that was kind of a bummer, but turns out everyone thought it was great way to watch the game.
Cougars won, we all lost our voices (except Scott, he's a news reporter and has his voice trained well), and took pictures with this great OU fan as seen below. It was a great trip.