Go Big Orange

This weekend we went to Knoxville for AGR parent weekend. Evan texted us earlier in the week that the chef was making chicken baskets and the guys rented a mechanical bull. I asked him if we would get a repeat of this. 

We had a late bbq lunch with Makinley’s sorority at Fiji Island. 

We stopped by the AGR house, and then we made our way to the stadium for the band march. (By the way, I thought for sure the ‘stache was a result of pledgeship. Why would he grow it otherwise? I continue to try to find a justification for the facial hair. I was saddened to see today that no other pledge had such. I think this means Evan likes the look of a 1980’s tv police detective.) 

We made it to the stadium for warm-ups, the band’s pre-game performance, and the laser light show. Keagan was super impressed with the marching band’s technique and their ability to form letters. Clearly our high school’s band leaves a lot to be desired. 

The crowd was electric and loud! An hour later and the noise of the crowd is still reverberating in my ears. 

Because we are crazy, we left the game at half time to drive across the state for tomorrow’s state league game. On our way out of the stadium, we ran into one of the 5 star basketball recruits that Evan played AAU with in middle school. I hugged a future NBA star. 

With a 300 mile trip ahead of us, we stopped at the gas station for snacks and a spoon. For the record, fast food employees are not happy to serve you at 1000 when you need a spoon.