I went to the Tigers/SMU game on saturday. I drove down central avenue to the game. In the past, there would be cars backed up for miles. Panic about parking would set in. Should I¬† park in the yard of the guy with the RED FLAG and take a chance on the car not being there when the game is over. I noticed the¬† TIGER PAWS on Central had faded big time. So has something else. The program. No traffic problems. No tiger paws. I felt stupid paying to park. Tiger Lane looked awesome....one kid throwing a ball. The band¬†ready to go. The stadium looking pretty good. A bloody mary and a chicken biscuit. Small groups of freshmen girls going to homecoming...wearing shoes that were impossible to walk in...especially if going to a football game¬†. At 10:37 there were about two hundred people in the stands. I sat next to Don DeWeese, the famous Gibson Donuts guy. He was there with his grandson. They wanted to see a game. What they saw was nothing close to a game. They enjoyed some ice cream, peanuts, a couple of Sprites and the sunshine on a 72 degree day. Halfway thru the first quarter, Don's grandson proudly proclaimed to me that he had his "football underwear" on. He was more than ready. It's time for Shirley Raines to put her football underwear on. It's time for RC Johnson to put his Football underwear¬†too.
Its time people. Put your football underwear on or move on somewhere else. ¬†I am ready for parking two miles from the stadium in the yard of some guy with a red flag.