The Game

In the history of football, there are always those landmark games that are simply known by a phrase (i.e, the Icebowl, The Emmaculate Reception, the Fog Bowl and who could forget the Heidi game). Historians have yet to dub this game anything yet but when they do it will probably have some sweet name like The Slobberknocker on the Prairie.

To set the scene, it rained the entire night before, the whole morning and then the heavens opened and it cleared up... if by cleared up I mean that we were hit with more rain. I had a few people call me up and ask me if we were still going to play. My reply: "Heck yes we are going to play. They don't call it fluffy fun time. This in football. We are going to play rain or shine." This is probably when I should have been checked for a concussion.

As we took the field in our black and white uni's (ok, they were just some pretty sweet shirts and I've already talked about this before but they were still really nice), the students outnumbered us by 3 to 1. They simply starred at us with contempt in their heart and pride in their game. They knew that they were going to take it to us.

At the coin toss, the captain of the students made the fateful decision of taking the ball. In all fairness, that is the last thing that the students took that day. From the very first series, we as they say in french "kicked their butts". On the first series, we had a sack, a tackle behind the line of scrimmage and a defensive stop.

Then we went straight down the field running the option and running it up the gut. The students didn't know what hit them..and then they realized it was that ole grizzly machine of a man --Walt Zorn.

Ok, doctor Zorn didn't really hit anyone but he did go out for a pass on one play and we threw it to him. He dropped it but then we all remembered that the guy is missing a finger. What are you going to do?

The students had 3 turnovers in the first half and we had two touchdowns. Halftime score Faculty 14 STudents 0.

Then the rain started to come like no one's business. We had to call the game due to lightning.

The next day the students asked for a rematch. I told them that if they wanted a win, they should have come out on the field and got one. They then punched me and left me for dead. The end.