worst football game ever

 

A few years ago my friend and I took a short road trip to Ann Arbor to celebrate homecoming and the 50^th anniversary of his graduation from the University of Michigan.  It started out as a cool but sunny autumn day.  We walked all around the campus seeing the buildings where he had lived and studied (it is a beautiful campus) had a lovely lunch (it was part of the package) and looked forward to the football game in the afternoon.  While we were lunching, the clouds rolled in and it started to drizzle.  We decided to buy a couple of light weight ponchos in the gift shop (blue of course) just in case.  We found our seats in the bleachers, pulled on those ponchos as the rain increased and the temperature dropped, and settled in to watch the game.  Being a gallant gentleman and knowing that my hip had been hurting from all the walking, he told me that we could leave whenever I wanted to.  But this was his big day and he had really been looking forward to the game so there was no way I was going to ask him to leave early.  We sat through three sodden quarters watching Michigan trounce the opposition.  Possibly the saddest sight of all was the small huddle of fans on the other side of the field wearing red ponchos and bravely cheering on their loosing team.  I was getting colder and more uncomfortable by the minute but I was determined to be a good sport and let him have his day.  Finally, at the end of the third quarter, he turned to me and said “Aren’t you ready to go yet?”  Needless to say, we left immediately.