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ABOUT HONOR THE RIVALRY

In 1894, two teams in Oregon played a football game. And then they kept playing it.

For more than a century, Ducks and Beavers met every fall — friends turned rivals, families split down the middle, coworkers suddenly avoiding eye contact on Monday morning. It was loud. It was heated. It was personal.

It was ours.

When the game was put on pause, it left a weird little hole in the state. Not because we stopped arguing — that will never stop — but because something uniquely Oregon disappeared.

So we did what Oregon would do. We rallied around a wooden platypus.

Half Duck. Half Beaver. Slightly awkward. Completely perfect.

The Platypus Trophy remains the most Oregon thing imaginable — carved from wood, impossible to categorize, somehow making total sense. It represents two sides that only work because the other exists.

Honor the Rivalry isn't about picking green or orange. It's about celebrating both. It's about celebrating Oregonians.

Rivalries make Saturdays louder. They make wins sweeter. They make losses sting just enough to come back stronger next year.

And while conferences shift and schedules change, tradition doesn't vanish, it evolves. Until our game returns, we'll keep the spirit alive, the banter going, and the Platypus free.

Free the Platypus.
Honor the Rivalry.