Husky Stadium Renovation: 2011 Apple Cup Moving To Qwest

but whenever I hear “renovation will start on X date, as long as we raise the money”, I take it with a grain of salt.

but $12M in 6 months is a lot of money to be raised. I think a lot of this is semantics and getting the info our early enough that people can adjust for it. It’s more posturing for the future than an actual solid “go”.

but who will the coach be??

If not for Pickett having the drive of his life (shaking off a sure 4th down sack, threading the needle on that game-winning pass).

and the fresh PAC 12 income and the relatively ‘light’ overhead of Pullman, the facilities upgrades will happen fairly quickly. When the P12 tv deal goes down… and it will… that will add 1/3 to the budget almost instantly.

Regarding Montlake- please indulge me in my favorite game memory.

Nov. 1985- I attended the game at Husky Stadium w/ my Dad and a slew of his wealthy Tyee club golf friends— they were as rude as rude could be. A spare ticket came open and I lived near Greenlake and got over there to seize the opportunity. I was just out of grad school, mildly broke and they were pouring on the insults as they drank heavily on one of the guy’s truly lavish yachts.
I had one of those Coug plastic rain slickers and a Coug stocking cap… ‘coug can’t afford a rain coat’; ‘shoulda gone to uw then you could have a real job coug’ etc— all morning. I had a coug seat cushion- “you’ll need that while we are kicking your ass” blah,blah, blah. My seat was in the heart of RICH arrogant dawg land. Away from my Dad and his guys by a few rows. Alone among them.

Rypien, Porter, Mayes had been forecast for greatness, but someone forgot the line needs to block and that Coug team disappointed. It was 19 degree’s and sleet- sideways sleet- they literally had 2 zamboni’s on the field. They kept sprinkling fertilizer on it to try to diminish the icing. There were students getting paid to flush the tpilets at the stadium from Thurs. nght on- every 15 minutes- to keep pipes from freezing. Sh*t it was cold that day- cross wind – and I was at the open end- eating insults and even got spit on by a few classy dawgs that day. I had my slicker and longies… I was fine- I knew how to do cold weather football. Had a 2 liter bodabag of Old No. 7 ‘warming juice’ and it spiced up my coffees.

End of the 3rd Quarter it was 14 all. Chandler was struggling and Rypien was playing a conservative but solid game. We were in the hunt. I glanced up at the rich guys from the yacht- they were looking real wet and real cold. One of them offered me $10 for my cushion. I took pleasure in saying no. I smiled and shouted up to the boat owner- he owed me $20 already in various side bets, and that w/ the spread he would owe me $50. He flipped me off and then actually asked me for booze. Unreal. Early in the quarter Ryp hit Kitrick Taylor (great Coug and a great name) for a TD. 21-20 Cougs. Silence all around me. Cursing, and no more taunts. On a late 4th down go for it w/ 2 minutes to go- Chandler hit Lonz Hill for a 50 yard TD. Ron Collins, Coug safety, had come clean on the blitz and had a sack in his sights- got dragged down by a lunging center and NO CALL! Totally obvious clip and hold. I was thinking- ‘no f***ing way"- come on— gimme justice. Dawgs lined up and went for 2— deafening noise- I was surprised as they were at home… Chandler dropped to pass- Collin split the same seam and chandler rushed a bad throw out the back of the end zone. GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHD I can still feel the WARMTH hit me when we had it. I just stood up and said “Well- what do you know? Cougs wins.” One lone voice weakly said ’f**k you’… I just laughed and said ‘Not today dawgs, not today- I am gonna go collect some money from some guys on a purple yacht’. It was sweet- I was totally alone that day- and it was SWEET.