After the game he came running at a full sprint onto the field looking for his son. He didn’t even know where his son was, he was just running everywhere until he found him. I could tell what he was doing by that point and since my son and I just got a pic with Tristen when he came by us we pointed out his location.

A bit later we crossed paths (this is like 30 minutes after the game now) and he was still short of breath and his heart was racing because of how excited he was. I love what he represents about our fan base. This ain’t your Grandma’s Cougar fans anymore.