My Dad rented a limo to go to the game. As we were rolling down the highway in a rented limo with Hawkeye magnets plastered all over it, a bus pulls up beside us. A USC frat bus. All of us being slightly inebriated, we start flipping them off and making obscene gestures referring to Carson Palmer and his sexual orientation. Then......we pull into the parking lot and the attendant parks the bus RIGHT beside us. We are about 5 strong, (pretty big guys) and this bus is about 50 strong. We kind of all look at each other, and through all the jeers and name calling, we get out brimming with swagger and confidence. Amazingly, they were all cool and we kidded around with them and drank a few beers....It's great to be a Hawkeye.
I've noticed that around the country people don't f*#% with Hawks. Granted, we are all pretty chill and just want to drink Busch light. But it doesn't hurt having Gable and Fry as the face of our athletic programs. I wouldn't f*#% with us either.