Well it didn’t snow for our game, but it was COLD enough to start snapping body-parts off if you weren’t careful. Chad and I started our day by doing a little face painting. I designed our face paint so that the Bronco logo stretched across our faces. Shout out to Lindi for doing my paint! Then our friend Rusty joined us and we headed to the game and got a ton of comments on our walk through the parking lot. You draw a lot more attention as a fan when you’ve got a bronco painted across your face, but that’s what we wanted. It was fun jawing back and forth with the cool fans.
The downside of course are the people who pay all that money to buy a ticket to the game and then get drunk off their Cheif-loving butts and feel the need to harass and threaten you… that’s a bit lame. But it’s all a part of the experience I suppose, it wouldn’t be football if everyone was sober and kept their rabid fanfare from turning personal and vulgar. I’ve always enjoyed going to pro games, but I always leave feeling like feminists are really onto something with their deep suspicion of men… I mean wow… men really can be pigs, especially when alcohol is involved and you throw in a tough AFC West rivalry.
Anyway, rant done. For those of you who are wondering if I’d convieniently leave it out… the Broncos did loose, but what a close and exciting game! Even if we lost, it was a lot of fun to be there in the bitter cold cheering on the Broncos (who remain in 1st place in the AFC West, need anyone be reminded).



Ha ha! Compliments to the artists and their canvases. Did it become brittle in the freezing cold?
It looks good. I am laughing, as I predicted.
Cold does not begin to describe how it was… it was arctic!
charles, you’ve got half a horse on your face.
fyi.
manning