
My little Cyclone cheer-squad has been at Big Grandmas all week, so I'm looking forward to seeing her and watching the Clones kick some Jackrabbit tail! It's not quite the same watching a Cyclone game without my daughter - she giggles and laughs at how worked up Daddy gets for the big game; with scrimmages being run on the living room floor, complete with tumbles, rolls, dives, and tackles. We put on our Cyclone t-shirts and Mumsie puts red and gold ribbons in her hair. It's a great day for hot wings and chili (or, as she calls it: 'snacks and juice'), and to enjoy the company of my little cheerleader.
Sing it with me!
O we will fight, fight, fight for Iowa State,
And may her colors ever fly.
Yes, we will fight with might for Iowa State,
With a will to do or die, Rah! Rah! Rah!
Loyal sons forever true,
And we will fight the battle through.
And when we hit that line we'll hit it hard every yard for I. S. U!
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