We ran into and interacted with many Oregon fans in Dallas before the game, and to a man they were pleasant and well mannered.

That being said, the ducks fans were surprisingly some of the worst game day fans I have personally ever encountered.

Case in point: While I was inquiring with an usher as to the best route to our seats, a red headed goateed jerk off Oregon douche bag suddenly appeared in my face asking me why LSU fans all smell like corn dogs. I just looked unbelievingly at his leering face for a second then told him that "No, I don't know where the corn dog concession is." I assumed that would end the conversation, but he stepped closer and told me that I smell like corn dogs. I then told him that maybe he was smelling his own breath and asked him how many corn dogs he had personally sucked lately. Undeterred by the fact that by this time even his own friends were laughing at him, he once again asked why do all LSU fans smell like corn dogs?

I changed tactics at this point and asked him why do all Oregon fans feel that it is their responsibility en masse to manually demonstrate to all around them the size of their vaginas. He then got angry and said that LSU fans are universally known as corn dogs. I told him, "Cool Story Bro, thanks for the heads up." and headed for my seat.

Upon reaching my seats I found that we were sitting directly in front of two Oregon fans in a sea of Tiger fans. These two talked nonstop shite the entire game. They weren't content to cheer for their team. Instead they loudly treated all of us within earshot to the reasons LSU couldn't hang with oregon offensively, why Les Miles was too dumb to coach any team to victory over Chip Kelly, why LSU was too slow and out of shape to compete in the fourth quarter against the superbly conditioned Duck, and etc. etc, etc. They had to pontificate loudly to all around them not to worry, that no matter what was happening on the field before our eyes, all was going according to the genius Chip Kelly's grand plan which was soon to result in a resounding Oregon victory. At half time, there was one of the two running his mouth in the bathroom undeterred to be surrounded by a hundred or so Tiger fans. They didn't stop their dog and pony show until after Ford's last touchdown late in the fourth quarter. After that, they promptly and unceremoniously left, to the good natured jeers from all around them.

My favorite part of the game, other than the victory formation at the end, was when Zero #1 yelled to one and all that their punt returner was now going to take the ensuing punt to the house, because "that is what he does." Turns out T-Rex had other ideas and was soon standing in their end zone with the ball. A local hero then informed the dauntless duo that "that is what HE does" to the chorus of resounding laughter from all the LSU fans who were able to hear over the surrounding cheers.

Funny, after the game, they promptly resorted to the meek and mild mannered behavior they had exhibited before their arrival at Jerry World.

Had a couple that sat directly across the aisle of the plane on the flight out, and they both appeared to be fascinated by the tales of adventure related by a real estate salesman rather than so much as glance across the aisle, until one couldn't take it any more and feigned sleep for the final hour of the flight. All in all a very pleasant flight home.