It was a mighty fun evening to be in Hawaii. The chatter over the Warriors had already spread from the die-hard fans to virtually every person on the island. Even signs on "TheBus" city buses flashed "Go Warriors!" in between route numbers. George and I watched the nail-biter against Washington last night from the comfort of our living room, but nearly 7% of the island population watched the game live at Aloha Stadium. The other 700,000 of us cheered from our living rooms. And with windows open, you could hear the cheering over the intermittent rain showers. When the team finally locked in its victory (in the last minute of the game), it sounded like New Year's Eve or some island-wide party.

Its not like I've been a UH fan for a long time, but I've been a quick convert. Football in Hawaii is practically religion, but the diversity on the island brings together players from many different backgrounds into a beautiful blend that makes magic on the field. With no NFL team, UH is the pinnacle of football in Polynesia and its cool that the mainland is finally taking a look at this often-forgotten team. 12-0. See you in January!