It was back during the Floyd Casey days (one of RGIII's first starts) and there were more ISU fans tailgating 2 hours before kick off than Baylor. We tried to make friends with the one Baylor tailgate and they just sneered at us with their polo shirts tucked into their white slacks. My buddy claims when we walked up, he overheard them arguing over whose ancestors owned more slaves.
We were in the middle of a multiday bender, wearing shorts, flip flops, and likely cut sleeve t shirts.
It was like a movie scene of culture clashes.
When we went into the game, we realized that we had bought tickets in the middle of a wealthy Baylor alum section. We had also snuck beers in in our shorts, and about half the group was shirtless at this point (there were 6 of us). It didn't take long for the natives to take unkindly to us. A Texas state trooper came up and kicked 4 of us out before the game even started. I'm not sure why they let the other two stay. The other 3 guys decided to head back to our hotel, but I was determined to sneak back in. I found a different shirt in the car, entered a different gate, got back to the original seats and barely said a word all game.
They absolutely fist fucked us.