There's a WSU grad working at the newspaper who has something like four siblings who all went to U-Dub.
Before WSU's game with UNLV a couple of weeks ago, this S-R Coug told one of his brothers that if he wanted to experience a college football atmosphere that wasn't totally corporate, he needed to go down to Pullman with him.
So the Husky brother agreed. And it wasn't long before he admitted that he was enjoying the atmosphere and having a good time.
But it was an extremely sunny Saturday, so Mr. Husky ducked out of the stadium at one point and went into the nearby Compton Union Building in search of sunscreen. He got in line at a store in the CUB. And when he reached the service counter, he asked for sunscreen. The employee told him they were out.
Mr. Husky sagged. What was he going to do now? Go back and turn into a boiled lobster?
The woman behind him in line at the CUB must have sensed his disappointment. Because she reached into her purse and handed him a tube of sunscreen for him to use and keep, saying "Go, Cougs."
When he got back to his seat at Martin Stadium, he told his WSU grad brother that what had just transpired would not have happened at a game in Seattle.
Of course, there wouldn't be any need for sunscreen at a UW game, but you get the point.