tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510192637474825313.post4874835607402088438..comments2015-12-23T02:26:45.618-06:00Comments on Lincoln From a Local: How to become a Husker fan—or fake it—in 4 easy stepsAlyssahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03044442166403802581noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510192637474825313.post-88984029326800760852015-12-23T02:26:45.618-06:002015-12-23T02:26:45.618-06:00I was born on September 22 1962, when Bob Almighty...I was born on September 22 1962, when Bob Almighty coached his first game in this state. I am a native Nebraskan. I should be a fan, but the FANS are lousy football only Social Darwinists who can't get over the seasonal idolatry of the autumnal worship services at the memorial temple of temporary idolatry blessed unto the sacred pigskin of the Huskers who have never husked corn, Bob Almighty, Saint Thomas of Osborne, Pope Pelini and Father O'Riley in the self-righteous Holy City of Lincoln nigh unto Bethany. Even if you befriended them . . . if you were raised to be a MALE artist in lousy Lincoln during the 1960s and 70s . . . I'm not going to say what I went through, I don't even know who this guy is you pictured and he's a kid so why would I want to get to know him? I'm glad the football team imploded in 2015 and its AD 1 in Nebraska - AFTER DEVANEY. Nothing against the guy pictured or football. I DON'T LIKE THE FAN'S ATTITUDE. There is more to life than being a spectator to a game. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com