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What was your first truly epic meltdown as a Husky fan?
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Hiring Willingham. I knew it was going to be a disaster.
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97 Oregon. 97 and 99 UCLA.
The tie against USC in 95 might have been the first game I went to. I think I went to a game or 2 before that, but don’t really remember. -
When you guys started dooging over peterman while having a kicker that missed 3 field goals. Its the game where that one hot bball chick does the confused point at the scoreboard
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I have a friend who does bidness with UWAD, and he gets REALLY good tickets in kind. During the Ty Willie debacle, he couldn't give them away to his clients (they didn't want them). Every Friday before home games, for 2-3 years, he would call me to see if I wanted a couple. My wife is a bigger doog than I am, so we took them...prime parking, the whole deal.
It's my bride's birthday, 2006, we are playing a winless Stanford...what can go wrong? Heavy tailgating, and I've got airplane bottles of Crown (for me), and Grey Goose (for her). Because we are in the "fancy" seats, she is nervous about loading up her lemonade. My technique for concealed drinking is, when you get your shot, take it, one time, one big cocktail, for the rest of the game. So, I poured four geese into her lemonade, setting her up for a nice, even buzz for the next 3-plus hours, and did the same for me with the Crown (with cola). Right before half time, she's like "I need to go get in line for another lemonade"...Oh, shit.
Second half starts, and she is losing her shit, on almost every play, LOUDLY. LSS, after repeatedly screaming "FIRE THAT FUCKING IDIOT", I sat her down and explained that, while true, it wasn't a good thing to yell, gesturing to a nice African American family sitting a few rows down and over from us, with a young man wearing a Skyline football hoodie with, you guessed it, "WILLINGHAM" on the back. She calmed down a little bit, but by the bitter end, as we were leaving, she tried to jam her birthday present, a Nike UW jacket I had given her before the game, into a garbage can. We still laugh about that shit...
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Love your story @Fishpo31
Mine was this:
The 1985 Oregon State vs. Washington football game was a college football game between the Oregon State Beavers and Washington Huskies that took place at Husky Stadium in Seattle on October 19, 1985. The Pac-10 conference game featured the largest overcome point spread in college football history at the time when the Huskies, favored by 38 points at home,[1][2][3] lost 21–20 after the Beavers blocked a punt and recovered the ball in the end zone with 1:29 left to play.[4] It is considered one of the greatest upsets in college football history. -
‘98 Arizona game. My dad died a few weeks later. That was last game all 3 of us went too. Said I would never attend a UA game again.
Fast forward ‘06 I think it was...LDD and I are sitting in our seats against UA....and the guys in front of us turn around..”hey..you want sideline passes and go down on the field?”
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If it makes you feel any better I don't think I'll attend an arizona game again. Dealing with the locals is fucking gnarlyHuskyJW said:‘98 Arizona game. My dad died a few weeks later. That was last game all 3 of us went too. Said I would never attend a UA game again.
Fast forward ‘06 I think it was...LDD and I are sitting in our seats against UA....and the guys in front of us turn around..”hey..you want sideline passes and go down on the field?”
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My most memorable game story is this one:
so I moved to Malibu in 2002 and then to Oakland in 2010... I’ve got some traveling money so after watching what I thought was every big game and really most games between 1959-2002 I decide that I need to fly in for some games, which I then periodically do.
My highlight game is this one tho...
my 50 year old diehard husky fan nephew calls me up to buy tickets to go to the stadium opening Boise State Game and I say sorry; I’ve already bought tickets on the 50. Disappointed he says who are you going with, and I say you.
Fast forward to game day and I catch a morning flight in Oakland and I see a family that is all jacked up about their trip and they are wearing a massive display of husky gear so I go by to say hi and kibitz about the game
Turns out that it’s Travis Feeneys family so I congratulate them on a great kid that I said was going to be a star, which all of us agreed was going to happen
so a lovely time. I get on the plane and 10 minutes into the air for a 2 hour flight I start to pass a kidney stone. Perfect; I had never had the experience but was pretty sure that was what was happening so I calmly ordered 3 mini bottles of gin which the stewardess took a dim view of
So the drinks come 10 minutes later and by then I’m have real trouble handling the pain but I don’t say anything because I’m trying to keep my shit together
I drink the drinks and it doesn’t really touch the pain so I get up and ask the stewardess if they have any aspirin [no] and tell her I’m in a lot of pain, think I’ve got a kidney stone or Something which goes over like a lead balloon. This is with like an hour 20 left to go on the flight
So I have 2 more bottles and do anything I can think of to stay calm. The time I spent in my seat was enough to make everyone around me think that I was clearly a looney person and undoubtedly dangerous
Finally we get to Seattle and after being the first person off the plane and through the terminal, my nephew picks me up and I tell him what’s going on and say sorry we have to go to the hospital
So I pick Swedish and when we get there I say I need to get loaded up with whatever they have to kill the pain.. so they give me the deluxe treatment... the bill was like 3500 and they max me out with what I think was diladin which amazingly immediately kills the pain
so now I’m instantly back, gracious coherent and convincing... I ask how long the injection is going to last and I’m told about 2 hours... so I say can you give me another injection,I flew into town and I want to go to the Husky football game with my nephew here.
The doctor smiles and says well you do seem to be tolerating the diladin well so yah I can give you a booster shot and you can go to the pharmacy on the way out to get the rest of the pain killers you will need
So I grew up in montlake so I called a pal that lives on Hamlin and we parked on his lawn at the last minute and stumbled over to the game
Long story short, we arrived at kickoff; watched the dawgs kick ass and I had a tremendous drug induced game day experience.
Definitely my most dramatic game day experience
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Where to start?
Doogism is a progressive disease, so I continuously redefine rock bottom as the meltdowns add up.
I remember really wanting 10 wins heading into the holiday bowl in1996 and loved Corey Dillon. We went up 14-0 and was celebrating with my dad before we choked it away, leaving me inconsolable.
But excluding child tantrums, the 12 men on the field against Michigan left me feeling truly robbed for the first time. -
Yep, cried into my grandparents' shag carpet. I even pulled out a couple pieces of shag in rage!!EwaDawg said:Oct. 30, 1982: Stanford 43, Washington 31. Fuck.John.Elway.
