Call it the Heroes Game, if you like, but if you were anywhere near Memorial Stadium on Friday, you know the game should have been dubbed “The Battle of the Bibs.”
Granted, I grew up seeing Husker fans sporting the red and white vertical-striped overalls. Even on road trips, seeing Nebraska faithful bedecked like a peppermint candy cane is a common sight.
But those black- and gold-lined bibs reminded me of a giant bumblebee buzzing around downtown Lincoln, b’gosh. And, quite a few Iowa fans seemed to wear them.
You have to admit, this game provides an interesting contest between neighboring state universities that have only met a handful of times. But, where’s the allure? Will the matchup ever reach the level of the “game of the century”? Will the hype measure up to a rowdy Ralphie the buffalo running across the field? Does Thanksgiving in Iowa City have the same ring to it as Thanksgiving in Norman or Boulder?
I heard plenty of fans from both sides of the field talk about how this yearly meeting will turn into one of the sacred Thanksgiving football traditions.
Give it time.
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Last week, I shared my dislike of Black Friday shopping sprees. So where would you find me at the stroke of midnight?
At Super Target in Lincoln. With Cassie. Staring at a line that wrapped the length and width of the building.
I agreed to battle the surge of the crazed crowd because she promised we were only purchasing one item. “And mom, the price is right,” assured my oldest child.
After surveying the massive line, we decided to try a different store. We ventured to a different Target and were pleasantly surprised to discover we wouldn’t have to stand in line to enter the store. No, we breezed in, grabbed a cart and found the item in question.
Score!
As we make our way to the checkout line, a friendly store employee tells us that we’ll need to follow the red arrows.
The checkout line covers the store’s inside perimeter.
After we’re told it could take ninety minutes or more to reach our final destination – the cash register – we calculate what our time is worth.
Sure, she’s saving 75 hard-earned bucks, but moving at a snail’s pace while others push and shove to jockey for position is not worth it.
Oh, and next year, someone please remind me why I’m going to tell her “no” to the shopping trip.
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District one-act competition heats up this week as local thespians take center stage, competing for a coveted spot at the state contest.
District performances showcase months of preparation on stage and behind the scenes. It’s the finale, the culmination of every single cast and crew member working toward a shared vision.
Northeast and North Central Nebraska are dramatic hot spots! Since 2005, schools from these regions have combined for 53 state appearances, with several schools bringing home the hardware.
Break a leg!








