I’ll toss out a few thoughts from my side. First off, I snagged some last-minute tickets and made the haul over to Missoula. Totally worth it…great tailgates, great beer, and way too many familiar faces trying to convert me to maroon.
And man… Washington–Grizzly was rocking. That place is loud enough to rattle your fillings. Easily one of the toughest spots to play, especially when the stakes are so high.
Ah Yat? Certified BALLER. I knew he was good, but he showed up like he was auditioning for the cover of NCAA Football 2026.
Defensively, both teams played it super safe. Almost felt like they made a gentleman’s agreement: “You can have the short stuff—but nobody gets behind us.”
There were moments where the Bobcats looked like the better squad, and moments where the Griz looked like they were running the show. Just a beautifully chaotic, uneven, rivalry-energy game.
And seriously, thanks for the hospitality. The huge majority of Griz fans were awesome. There were a very small handful who were… let’s call it “extra passionate.” My son definitely got baptized into the rivalry fire in hostile territory.
I havent been to a game in missoula since 2018….do they still play cotton eyed joe or has that been played out?
Again…thanks for the fun time. Good luck in the playoffs and hope to see some of you filthy animals in bozeman in a few weeks.