Oh come on...ISU fans don't hate Nebraska. ISU is more like that annoying little brother than kept believing "One day I'll be as big as you and then I'll kick your butt!" He didn't HATE you...he just wanted to measure up.
I had a little brother like that...half my size, hidden in the shadow of my greatness...played football, basketball and baseball on the same teams I did but rather than exhibiting vast athletic prowess on the field as his amazing brother did...he got to sit on the sidelines listening to people say "How come you're not good like Cy is...?" Then he would slink home where Mom and Dad would tell him "Don't worry...you still have some growing to do. One day you'll be as great as Cy is" (he didn't hear them laughing their asses off once he left the room). Well...every year he would get it in his head that he was getting bigger and stronger and that THIS would be the year he could get in Cy's face and kick his a$$...and every year I would pound him into the floor in front of his goofy little friends (They were the ones that usually put him up to it so sometimes the little friends got pounded too...I was an equal opportunity punisher) so he could spend another year plotting and planning about how NEXT year was going to be the year he kicked my a$$...
He's still plotting somewhere in Omaha but it still hasn't happened (even though he did stab me with a fork at the annual Thanksgiving dinner get together) The important thing is...he still BELIEVES it'll happen one day and, as long as that makes him happy, I'll let him enjoy his fantasy for 364 days of the year and then hand his butt to him on a plate on the 365th. He'll be happy...I'll be happy...and life as we know it will continue.
