Road Trippin' Wildcat Style

During my spring break, my wife and I decided it would be fun to take our daughter on a road trip to Phoenix, Arizona to visit my brother and his family. On the way there we stopped in Flagstaff, home of the Big Sky's Northern Arizona Lumberjacks.

While staying in Phoenix we learned that the Wildcats were going to be playing in San Diego, a 5-hour drive away.  So we decided to make that an excuse to visit my other brother who lives on the military base there. We bought tickets to the NIT game and got to watch SDSU beat our team pretty bad. But we still had lots of fun anyway.  

Check out some of the pics of the game below:

First Time Ever-By Rod Eyre

On November 22, 2008 you might be able to witness something that has never been seen before. An event of this magnitude can only be compared with Haley’s Comet, or the reincarnation of the Buddha. It’s even as exciting as the streaking incident of 2004. 40 years of Weber State football misery will transform into bliss this Saturday afternoon as the Weber State football team will be aiming for their first ever sole Big Sky Championship.

A win will, in all likelihood, ensure the Cats of a FCS playoff seed, the likes of which has never been experienced by the Weber State faithful, nor the Ogden community. Will you be there to watch witness it?

Granted, Utah and BYU will be playing, but lets be honest with ourselves, does either team have a shot at claiming an NCAA Championship through a legitimate Playoff? Unfortunately, the answer is a resounding no (by the way, I hope the Utes win). The Holy War will happen again next season; unfortunately for many, being able to watch Weber State, for the first time, claim a perfect record against Big Sky foes will not.

Weber eventually will match this feat again some season- it might come as soon as next season. Instead of wishing your would have been there in years to come, JUST BE THERE. Wouldn’t you rather be one of the faithful fans in the crowd this Saturday to watch the Cats do it for the first time claim a spot of history! I know I do, and I will be there.

Much like the Dee, Stewart Stadium has been more empty than full lately. For the first time in history Weber State University can boast a student body of over 20,000, but what’s the purpose of bragging about such a fete if none of them support the institution? Ogden city, for the first time in decades, is vibrant and growing, but where is the community? Don’t they know that there is a university in their midst that is clamoring for their support? Ogdenites and Wildcats: students, alumni, or hapless dropout, support your school. Fill the stands this Saturday at noon and honor the accomplishments of this team, they have earned your support, and need it desperately to continue their run towards a National Championship! BE THERE!!

Good Week For Weber. Bad Week For Me.

What a depressing week it was for me! More specifically, what a depressing weekend it was for me! Last Saturday could have become one of the greatest Weber State sports memories of my life, but alas, it wasn’t and won’t be.
I had the chance to make two great memories for myself, but instead found myself buried under books and papers, trying to get caught up with my classes.

First of all, I could have made the trip with two of my brothers, several friends, and over 2,000 fans to Idaho State to see the Wildcats rip the Bengals to pieces, clinching their first Big Sky Championship if a very, very long time. As I watched the highlights on the news, read the stories in the papers, and watched Cheese’s highlight video on weberhoops.com (That video is seen below), I became irate at the fact that for some reason Weber State chose this year, when I’m too busy to even sleep, to be good at football! It just sucks. And it depresses me. However, there is some hope as Weber’s offense next year looks to return almost everybody and Mac extended his contract another four years. Maybe they’ll win the Big Sky next year at home and I will be able to rush the field like a mad man.

Since I wasn’t able to make the trip to Pocatello and was at home with my one-year-old daughter, I thought maybe if I could dig in and get my papers written, I’d have the chance of taking my daughter to see her first Weber State basketball game at the Dee that night. Unfortunately, that memory never happened. I just had too much to do. We will have to make that memory another day. The good news here is I did buy season tickets and I will have a whole month of no classes in December, where I will surely be able to take her to a game and witness the miracle of purple slowly filling her veins.