Heeding Mother Nature's call today reminded me of an awful experience at Not-So(for me at least)-Happy Valley awhile back.
Michigan at Penn State for a late season game.
5 degrees out.
Michigan's highly ranked; as are the Lions. Lots of hype. Talking Stuart Scott-like hype. It's halftime and Father Joe's boys are just getting killed. Now I'm no PSU alum, but I've gotten myself way too much into the spirits (not sic) of things, so naturally, at the break, I've got to "hit the head." Well the Mr. Beaver Stadium's "head," is jammed with like minded spirits (not sic, again). In the Waiting Line for Here to Eternity, I finally get my big chance at the king sized, ice-filled urinary trough.
And wouldn't you know it, with a mass of Linebacker U wannabes behind me, my Altar (non-egotisical) Ego decides to get stage fright. I'm standing there like Fred Thompson at a DNC Clambake in Denver with James Carville whispering sweet nothings in his ear.
Go Lions!
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