Such was the view from my seat, which was located in the east end zone. I was surrounded by purple the entire game, and had to watch some moron in a head-to-toe snowmobiling suit lead the section in -- I am not making this up -- a "That's another ... HUSKY FIRST DOWN!" cheer. I appreciated my brother's Husky brother-in-law, who said, "That is not my boy. Not that guy. I am not behind that at all."
But in a way, being a Cougar in the Husky section made it that much more sweet.
I'll have some actual analysis of the game tonight (I think), but for now, I'm still just enjoying it.