11-21-2019, 09:19 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-21-2019, 09:22 AM by baymeadows3408.)
The first Big Game I attended was 1997, the 100th Big Game. We arrived late because the train we were taking was delayed. My dad bought tickets off scalpers who were desperate to unload tickets because the game had already started. Cheap tickets, all right! We followed the signs to our section, only to find out the tickets were in the north end zone. We were two red dots in a sea of blue and gold. We got some dirty looks from the Cal fans around us. Corey Hill intercepted a tipped pass and returned it for a touchdown only a few minutes after we sat down. The Bookman scored a touchdown to put Stanford up 13-0 (PAT blocked) and we decided to leave the stadium (back when in-and-out privileges were allowed) and think of a different strategy for the second half. We went to a coin shop at Town & Country village and returned for the second half.
We ended up spending the second half pacing the walkway at the bottom of the stadium, avoiding the redcoats. We couldn't see much, but I do remember Stanford clinching the victory when Vedder was sacked in the waning seconds. We went on the field with the students after the game, retreating when the Cal students rushed the field. When recalling this event, my dad would use the expression, "A good retreat beats a bad stand."
We ended up spending the second half pacing the walkway at the bottom of the stadium, avoiding the redcoats. We couldn't see much, but I do remember Stanford clinching the victory when Vedder was sacked in the waning seconds. We went on the field with the students after the game, retreating when the Cal students rushed the field. When recalling this event, my dad would use the expression, "A good retreat beats a bad stand.
Highlights from a sloppy but memorable 100th edition of the Big Game.
We ended up spending the second half pacing the walkway at the bottom of the stadium, avoiding the redcoats. We couldn't see much, but I do remember Stanford clinching the victory when Vedder was sacked in the waning seconds. We went on the field with the students after the game, retreating when the Cal students rushed the field. When recalling this event, my dad would use the expression, "A good retreat beats a bad stand."
We ended up spending the second half pacing the walkway at the bottom of the stadium, avoiding the redcoats. We couldn't see much, but I do remember Stanford clinching the victory when Vedder was sacked in the waning seconds. We went on the field with the students after the game, retreating when the Cal students rushed the field. When recalling this event, my dad would use the expression, "A good retreat beats a bad stand.
Highlights from a sloppy but memorable 100th edition of the Big Game.
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