Here are a few pictures from our awesome Dallas trip! We had the best time in the short 2 days that we were there. Of course, the best part of our trip was the game. Cowboys stadium is even bigger in person that in looks on t.v. The jumbo-tron alone is mind boggling! We all lost our voices screaming for our cougars (Russ especially). It was such a cool experience, I'm so glad we were able to go!
No, we did not make these signs, BUT they were so classic that we had to get our pictures with them. "Every Sooners Phreakin' Nightmare" Love it!!!
This is my cousin Riley. He's the punter for BYU and a darn good one at that. I got some really cool pictures of him with my super duper zoom lens. This was him on the jumbo-tron. The HD on that sucker was so good, you could see EVERYTHING.
Sha-bam
The crazy crowd. Of the 76,000 people that were there, the sea of blue made up one little corner. We held our own in the cheering department though. Oklahoma had their band, cannons (hence the smoke in the pic), about 68,000 fans, and a covered wagon pulled by horses... no worries though, because we BEAT THEM!!!
This is me flipping off the stadium for my dad. He HATES the Cowboys so I had to take this for him. I was raised believing that the Cowboys = crap. We definitely don't cheer for "the stars" at the Painter house.
Russ and I with #19 Matt Marshall. He is the little brother of Russ' childhood best friend. We went to Dallas with his mom, Diana.
My brother-in-law Trevor all painted up. The Olsen boys are about as die hard as it gets. Please believe I painted a 99 on my face for my cousin. I did this in the rearview mirror. As we are walking into the stadium Russ asks me (laughing) why I painted PP on my face... um DUH! Luckily Diana had a wet wipe and I got it off in a hurry. My BAD.
"Saddle up partner" Posing at Wild Bill's country store
The night we arrived we were SO hungry and couldn't find anywhere to eat. We ended up at this bar. There was a Cowboys game on so the place was full of crazy, loud, drunk people. We laughed, HARD, at some of them and had some surprisingly yummy food. I would eat there again any day.
Our beautiful Grand Marquis rental car. Russ reserved an Impala. The lovely Avis worker must have enjoyed pulling a fast one on us, because we ended up with this. She made it sound like the Impalas were all gone so we were fine with this beauty. Then we get to the lot to drive it out and passed about 10 nice and new Impalas. Thanks a lot lady.
And lastly, the day of the game we were able to go and see where President Kennedy was shot. It had a strange feeling about it, but I'm glad I was able to go there. Russ and Trevor had to go out into the street and get a picture where the second shot hit.
Me on the infamous grassy knoll. We heard all the conspiracy theories and I'm a believer. The government's stories seem pretty darn shady to me.
The School Book Depository where Lee Harvey Oswald shot from. Second window down, on the right.
This man was there the day of the assassination. He was 13 years old. He told us his story and of course I got my picture with him. He's pointing to himself in the picture. Crazy stuff.
Now you've pretty much experienced our trip to Dallas. It was hard for me to be away from Baylor for 2 whole days and nights. I missed him like crazy. It was good however, for me to get a little break. One other highlight... the whole plane singing the fight song as we flew home. They let a kid sing on the overhead system and everyone sang along. It was hilarious. Rah rah rah, rah rah rah, Goooooooo COUGARS!
