BYU Football.

Last Saturday was a little bittersweet for me...

BYU football had their last home game for this season.
It was my {and Bryan's} last BYU home game as BYU students: we graduate soon.
And it was our last BYU game at LaVell Edwards Stadium for probably a few years: we are moving to California in a few months.

Look, I know we have TVs and stuff, but it is still going to be so weird to not have BYU football next fall. Because I grew up here, I have literally been raised with BYU football games. It's just what I do. It's the weekend? We go to BYU football games.

One of my first words was, "touchdown." I mean, come on.

My life has revolved around BYU football and there is definitely going to be a void in my heart next fall.

Now, I know that we will faithfully watch all the games (both UW and BYU) and we will probably go to some Stanford games, but it won't be BYU football at LES.

So, as Bryan and I sat at LES on Saturday in the freezing, sleeting snow, watching BYU play Idaho State, I couldn't help but remember all the wonderful memories I have in that stadium, with my team.
{I didn't care what the weather was like or who we were playing... I was going to that game. And I loved every minute of it.}

I was there when Max Hall connected with Andrew George to beat Utah.
I was there when Jake Heaps was good. I was there when he wasn't.
I was there when Riley Nelson cut his hair.
I was there when Taysom took his first snaps in LES as starting QB.
I was there when senior QB, John Beck threw the miracle pass to Johnny Harline to beat Utah.
(Not technically at LES, but still one of the best moments of my life.)
I was there for LaVell Edwards last game.
I was there for the unfortunate Crowton/Matt Berry years.

I could go on, but I will spare you. I think you get the point.

My family has lived BYU football and I have loved every minute of it.
I may be moving to California, but I will always be a BYU Cougar.

Senior Year. 

Junior Year. 

Sophomore Year. 

Freshman Year. 

BYU - Utah game, freshman year.