Tonight we braved the weather to watch Scotty’s game, and no one was really prepared for how cold it would be. I love Hare Chevrolet Field, but as the sun goes down the home bleachers become shaded, and as the wind kicks up and whips through you get the feeling that you are sitting in front of the blower in your freezer.
Of course I hail from an area that must be the freezer part of God’s very own icebox, Northern Indiana (always capitalized for respect). It is hallowed ground, yet you will have to take my word for it because for about 90% of the year it feels like it is covered with snow. But it is God’s Country, the home of Notre Dame, Polkas (also always capitalized – see above), and the south-side of the Great Barrier Reef (of snow) which ends in Plymouth, Indiana but runs north to the Pole.
My dad came and could not stay through the warm-up, which wasn’t warm at all. And the team we played was from South Bend (the NORTH), so the conditions for them were ideal. And they were in great shape too, since their normal footwear for games are mainly snow boots, so cleats made them faster.
And ironically, our season opener takes place up north tomorrow. We play two in Elkhart (V and JV) and one in South Bend (V only) against a team from Illinois (home of high taxes and government officials they either pass onto the nation too readily or send to trial). So tomorrow will be an interesting day.
At least I know what I am getting into. And I may be the only one from our school wearing the proper cleats.
Goodnight my friends and God Bless!
Tommy+