red.rocks.red.rocks.red.rocks.

Parts of the GTC Group W bench reassembled themselves at the U

for the Lady Utes last night. 

The crowd was pretty wild.

But we managed not to get thrown out of the event center

even with Wild Nickie & me sitting together in the middle of the boys, Colby down one end where Nickie could nag him about the ghetto & cell phones & Fire Dad with me at the other.  The Gym Rats, the Gym Rat drop out, & the little brother?

They took over the row behind us. 

The poor folks seated around us knew they were in for a strange night right off the bat.

And we got to see the Utes take the meet.

Thanks to the K family for the seats & thanks for the company Fire Dad

(hope you feel better fast, sushi from the grocery store....lol).

~red rocks~