As long as I can ever remember, fall Saturday's have always revolved around Husker football. My parents have had season tickets for 51 years, and it was simply what I've always done. I rarely got to go, but I spent every Saturday afternoon huddled around an AM radio when I was a kid. (That, of course, was back when only one or two games a season were televised. The toughest one to get away with were those night games from Hawai'i, when I tried to get away with sneaking my radio into my bed. Somehow, I didn't get caught.
Reminding Myself That Husker Football Is Still Just A Game
