Use all the superlatives you want, but for anyone who was either in Memorial Stadium Aug. 30 or joined via television, Nebraska’s Volleyball Day was a mountain top, once-in-a-lifetime, pinnacle experience.

To be part of a national and world record setting audience for a women’s sporting event was simply indescribable. Hubby and I, both our daughters and their husbands and the Number One Grandson were all there soaking it all in.

With the record 92,003 in attendance, I’m positive many prayers had gone upward for favorable winds and weather, a safe environment and more. God smiled and sent near-perfect weather and just a light breeze. Husker fans responded by being engaged, courteous and as excited as I’ve ever seen a crowd at the stadium.

From the first serve of the Wayne State-University of Nebraska-Kearney game, through the Huskers and Mavericks match, to Scotty McCreery’s final chords, it was a spectacular evening.

Thanks to the vision of Trev Alberts and the hundreds who worked behind the scenes to pull the whole affair off there are 92,003 of us who have something super special to put in the memory banks that no one can take away.

Some of my personal favorite take-aways are either preserved in photos or just firmly stamped in memory. I doubt that any of this year’s volleyball team and Coach Cook himself had ever in their wildest dreams thought they would be able to do a tunnel walk, let alone in front of a record-setting crowd.

Coach Cook tried to be all business, but I’m so glad he allowed himself to be in the moment. As they began that Tunnel Walk there was no way you could have wiped the grin off his face.

My second favorite take-away was watching the excitement of the two sixth grade girls sitting directly in front of us. Their Mom noted they were playing on a YMCA team but were certainly eyeing some club volleyball and high school volleyball in the years to come. Their goal? To one day play for Nebraska. You go girls!

Throughout the stadium there were many who had never had the chance to attend a Nebraska volleyball game. Those of us who’ve had that fortune were more than happy to educate them in volleyball parlance and etiquette. Cicely, who played two years of college volleyball at Nebraska Wesleyan, was more than happy to explain to the person sitting next to her why we all chanted, “Roof, roof, roof,” after each stuff block.

My third favorite was just seeing the hundreds of high school volleyball players there. The significance of what this means to the future of the sport is incalculable. To see women’s athletics celebrated on not only a state, but national and world stage as it was Wednesday night is a testament to how far we’ve come since Pat Sullivan coached the first team in 1975. I am a child of Title IX. Passed by Congress in the spring of 1972, I had no idea of what that legislation truly meant as I took to the floor as a freshman volleyball player at Battle Creek High School that fall. I never viewed myself as a trailblazer, but in the lens of 50 years, I was. Both my daughters enjoyed their choice of sports and now a third generation is coming into the field. With the final point and the announcement that the world record had been broken