Um, can you say cold, wet, freezing, SOAKED?
That's what this game was. I was near telling Kati we were going home because we were kickin' butt and I was freezing.
But we stayed. Through the whole thing.
These are our fans of every color.
Dad only had one poncho that wasn't green or blue, so I took it. Kati, on the other hand, was forced to wear an orange garbage bag. Forced, by John. He said she would get sick if she didn't stay dry, so he made her take a garbage bag. Thanks honey.
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