All right. Here goes.
I met my wife at UofI. My 3 sisters met their husbands at UofI. I think we have 5 1st cousins who recently graduated from or currently attend UofI, and my son was just accepted there (tho he is not sure between there or Purdue). So this was to watch the UofI screw up a Rose Bowl.
No one in my family cares at all about any team sport, and neither I nor my wife have any great loyalty to my alma mater. I can guarantee not one member of my family could have named a single player on either team. My BIL has a widescreen downstairs, but I figured I’d spend most of the time upstairs chatting with my sisters or anyone else who didn’t care about football, maybe playing some ping pong. Lately I’ve really enjoyed talking to my nieces and nephews as the attend/complete college, get jobs.
My 2 BILs are pretty big fans, so earlier that morning we had suggested that everyone wear something orange and/or blue - basically to give the host a small kick out of it. Hell, I would have been fine with someone wearing blue jeans, and saying they were blue.
I had been at UofI’s last Rose Bowl debacle against UCLA 24 years ago, and jokingly said “Just so long as no one wears yellow or light blue. Those are the other team’s colors.” (Yes, that is how much of a fan I am! Isn’t that lovely irony?) My eldest daughter had said she was going to wear her newest t-shirt, which was dark blue, and is from her college’s marching band.
Flash forward to thge afternoon and we’re getting ready. Not only is daughter #1 wearing the dark blue t-shirt, but she borrows an orange courdoroy shirt from her mom to wear over it. Right as we are getting out the door, my wife comments about the fact that my daughter’s shirt has some light blue writing, collar and cuffs. Apparently she finds this objectionable, because - as I had said - light blue is one of the other team’s colors.
So that’s what my wife and her daughter are ostensibly screaming at each other about in the car on the way to a family gathering - the t-shirt my kid chose to wear, and told us she was going to wear that morning. A tee-shirt that is relatively new, well fitting, clean, and in good repair. (As with many family dynamics, I imagine it was about something other than - or at least in addition to - the t-shirt.)
I agree with those who say not to force the kids to go to various things. I’ve eased up in my attitude about such things over the years. I was just pleased my kids were all at least willing to go to a family gathering, and they all were reasonably groomed. And there are enough adults/cousins close in age that you can usually find something to do/someone to talk to for the couple of hours these thngs last. And the food is usually good!
Gotta duck out now. Enjoy a good laugh at my expense!