While everyone was lined up and waiting to roll out for the beach crawl, I couldn’t resist stirring things up a bit. Broncos of every generation — from classic first-gens to brand-new Sasquatch builds — were idling side-by-side, flags flying, and the energy was unreal.
I walked down the line and asked everyone, “Who’s in Group B?”
At first, it was a mix of laughs and confusion — but once the chant started, it caught on fast. Before long, you could hear people all the way down the lineup shouting “Group B! Group B!” like it was a rallying cry.
What started as just a fun shoutout turned into its own mini-trend — a reminder that whether you’re in Group 1 or Group 7, the Bronco family rolls deep. But Group B? That’s a vibe of its own.
I walked down the line and asked everyone, “Who’s in Group B?”
At first, it was a mix of laughs and confusion — but once the chant started, it caught on fast. Before long, you could hear people all the way down the lineup shouting “Group B! Group B!” like it was a rallying cry.
What started as just a fun shoutout turned into its own mini-trend — a reminder that whether you’re in Group 1 or Group 7, the Bronco family rolls deep. But Group B? That’s a vibe of its own.
