BUCKYLE;2254084; said:
Let me tell you a little story....
I served in A Co, 2-16 INF from 95 - 98. In Fort Riley, Kansas. Stuck between Junction City and Manhattan, Kansas. You know, during the 3 national championships run by Doc Tom.
Wildcat fans are the rudest and most classless fans in the country. I had my car freaking toilet papered and my tires slashed once because I had the nerve to tell folks I was from Omaha, Nebraska. Oh no, I didn't do it publically. I did it in my own unit. Some of the guys who don't know the history between UNL and KSU decided to tell some of the guys from Aggieville who I was.
When the guys from my unit saw that these guys were outhouse scum, they felt bad and got my car fixed. Then, we went into Aggieville on Thursday, 4 SEP 97, and commenced to whippin some ass.
In the controversial win in 98 - KSU fans stalked the team bus all the way back to the border, throwing up obsenities and other foul things their way.
For those of us behind enemy lines, it wasn't so lucky. Hell, even my company commander went to school there and was from Aggieville. He came in on an inspection and saw my poster on the wall (big Husker poster), and said, "Oh, you're a Husker fan, eh? Well, I went to K-State,
private."
I didn't care. I laid it all out there and said, "Well, sir, with all due respect, your team sucks....Go Big Red....sir."
So, don't you tell me it's 'absurd'. If Manhattan, Kansas burned to the ground tomorrow, I'd take a special trip down there just to piss on the ashes.
