We spent a couple days at the lake after Christmas to check on things, take the boat for a spin and pack away the santa decor. As you can imagine, it was nice and quiet up there. We did spy two separate jet skiers on the water, but that was it. Literally smooth boating on a mostly cloudy day.
As you can see in the pic above, some of the die hard conservatives in the lakes region haven't resigned themselves to the results of the 2020 presidential race. We're stuck with Joe and Kamala for the next four years and their brand of semi-socialism, whether you want to face this truth or not.
Like every other sporting event in this age of covid, we attended a unique bowl game on the 29th. There were two things that struck me in a stadium that holds over 60K fans, with only about 11K in attendance. First was all of the elbow room. No lines for the toilets. No feeling like you were infringing on the personal space of the folks in the chairs next to you... because there weren't any. Oh sure, the seat jumpers behind us were a nuisance, but were asked to leave pretty quickly by an usher wielding the large sign telling folks to keep their masks in place throughout the game. But yeah, all that extra breathing room was nice. The weird part was the lack of fan noise. Neither band attended. Maybe half of the Longhorn cheerleaders. However, Bevo made it for some pigskin!
In the endzone area above, you can see the decorated cutouts placed in every other row, left empty throughout the stadium to create some social distancing. They were kinda cute. In the pic below, it seemed as if the entire team dropped to a knee for a quick prayer as they were introduced and ran across the field before heading to their benches. Or at least I like to think they were all offering up a prayer for safety throughout the game.
It was another great Alamo Bowl in the books despite their year of pandemic, the husband's Texas Longhorns soundly defeating the Colorado Buffs 55-23.
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