Northwestern football won their game today! But for the second week in a row, the “garbage” time at the end of the game was needlessly extended. Last week, Northern Illinois committed a false-start foul in order to extend the foregone conclusion (they had the ball on 2nd down, fewer than 80 seconds left in the game, and Northwestern was out of timeouts. This was obviously a double-dagger to the hearts of Northwestern faithful.
This is somewhat of a continuation of the post that I wrote this weekend. In that one, I was in some sense ruing the kick-off time for the (American) football game that Nebraska had at Fresno State, where the start time was 21:30 in Chicago time. It was even a little bit later than my usual “night kickoff time” in local Fresno time–that would correspond to 19:30.
Well, last night, I ended up going to a game that started at 21:30 local time. It was an (Association) football game featuring Northwestern versus Valparaiso University. I went with my roommate from Norway, and we enjoyed discussing strategy as the game ran on, and prior to the game, we chatted about alarmed doors and crosswalks. Of course, I mentioned the latter on my blog earlier this year.
Lakeside Field’s bleachers were packed, and the reason why the game was so late tonight was because it was a part of Wildcat Welcome, the introduction week to Northwestern for freshmen. It was fun, not only for all the students, but also I saw a couple of my EXCEL students from the summer! There was obviously a lot more spirit than at an ordinary soccer game at NU.
During my first year, there was also a late-night game for Wildcat Welcome, against the University of South Carolina. However, that game ended in a 0-0 draw which is always annoying. In yesterday’s match, the ‘Cats scored in the 55th minute on an unassuming shot, and held off a Valpo charge in the last five minutes to earn the victory, and also mark the latest local time of a goal that I have ever seen (22:38 hours).
When I was in undergrad, there were often late-night games for flag football and other intramurals. During my senior year, I officiated flag football, basketball, and softball. The former two had games that ran until midnight, and so I definitely pushed my normal bedtimes on those nights–I would sleep between 22:00 and 23:00 on ordinary weeknights.
But there was one sport that I never did in undergraduate–broomball. I don’t know much about the game, other than that it was played at the Ice Box–where the Lincoln Stars hockey team plays. The earliest game for that sport was at 23:00, so that was not in my schema for either playing or officiating.
Twenty seconds left… is there anything else that I wanted to say? I don’t think so… and there is the horn!
Today is the two-hundred and sixty-first day of M.M.X.I.V. That makes thirty-seven weeks and two days.
Today is the sixty-sixth day of the Character Building Trial. That makes nine weeks and three days.
Perhaps I cheated by excluding the back-matter in the time limit.
When I make burgers, I should probably check that my bun supply is not zero… instead I must sing this song of matzah, yah …
Today is the two hundred and sixtieth day of M.M.X.I.V. That makes thirty seven weeks and one day.
Today is the sixty fifth day of the Character Building Trial. That makes nine weeks and two days.
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Thinking about the word “temperamental,” I have to include a song that I have heard on Pandora that I particularly like–one from a group that was popular back in the mid-90s, but that I never heard THIS song on the radio. However, it is not especially related to the post other than the name of the song. Here goes anyway… you need not listen to the song while reading the post, but I leave it as an option!