Minnesota 11.10.12

Solitude.....
Just a man and his thoughts.

For a while this Saturday, I was Creepy Old Guy in a short bus parked in a college stadium parking lot without a friend in the world.

But that changed:

 Tagged on the fraternity's Dad's Day tailgate 'till some pals from home showed up.  Turned out to be a pretty good sized little get-together.

 

 I take full credit for the turnout.

 

This was a nice touch.  Well done Paul.

 

Thanks to the House for making me (and all the real Dads) feel welcome.  Too bad that putrid team on the field can't have the same execution.  Looking forward to the last game of the year this weekend and the cold months of bitching before the eternal optimism sets in again next August.  Will we ever learn?

 



Homecoming 10.27.12

Homecoming ain't what it used to be. 

The tailgating scene was deader than our football team's chances of a bowl game.  Standard crew on a chilly day in late October.  Still wouldn't trade it for anything.

Chilly 2 year old in a Yak Hat.

Did have a gent stop by in the middle of reliving his glory years of playing trombone for the Marching Illini.  Ahhhh Homecoming.  He was kind enough to let the kids contaminate his horn. 

 

The product on the field is miserable.  Better writers than me have provided full autopsy of this team, so I'll just simply say that I miss the excitement, the buzz, the electricity of both the tailgating and the football when this team is good (or even mediocre).  For better or for worse, I am an absolute die hard and its tough to get up early and wrangle the family down there for these.