It didn’t seem like too far past that the parking lot up on the Syracuse University hill was packed with optimistic football fans for a big night football game against defending national champion Clemson.
When I pulled into our Lot for the final game of the season at the end of November, I felt isolated, indeed. Even my dear wife Karen had decided to pass on the game, choosing to attend the Wine and Chocolate Fest with her friend Marie instead.
Cheers to the diehards, I thought, as I texted a photo to Karen and asked:
Is it the 4-7 record or 23 degrees?
Yes and yes, she decided, adding plus the holiday. Right. It was two days after Thanksgiving.
Onward I walked up the hill …