For the remainder of the summer, on Fridays, I will be posting stories from you. The stories that make you proud to be UK fans. The stories you tell your children, grandchildren, and friends. The stories that define you as a fan of this school. If you have a story, send it to me at [email protected] and I will post it. Without further ado, here is today’s good story:
***It was November 1, 1997. I was sitting at home, when a friend of mine calls and says he has two tickets to the LSU/UK football game that night at Commonwealth Stadium. I’m thinking, even with Tim Couch, we’re probably going to get spanked, but how do you pass up two free tickets to see LSU and UK, right?
I run by my buddy’s house to pick up the tickets, and when I get them, I realize they’re in the upper deck. “Oh Well, at least they’re free, right?” So, my new (now ex-) wife and I head out to Lexington.
When we get to Commonwealth, I soon discover that not only, are the tickets upper deck, but they are in the very corner — which wasn’t a “real” issue, except it was pretty cold out that night, and the wind was whipping around the corner of the stands. Got kinda chilly. But even that was bearable…… until the rain started….. Now we are FREEZING. I don’t know if any of you all have ever gone to a game with your wife before, and had freezing rain blowing on you at hurricane force, but they tend to get a little testy.
The good news is….. UK is AHEAD at halftime! What??? Yep, the score is 21-20, UK! So, of course, we can’t leave! What if we beat LSU???
So we head down to the concourse for some “luke-warm” chocolate….. Just trying to get to the point that our bones aren’t frozen.
When the second half starts, we rush back to our soggy seats….. Don’t want to miss any of this, right? Well, what happens in the second half of that game is borderline torture. Remember that we were up 1 at halftime. When we trudged back to our car after the game, we carried with us a 35 POINT LOSS! Good Lord, the trials of being a UK football fan!
But the good times don’t stop there…..
We live in Owensboro, KY, so we’ve got about a 3-hour drive home, and it was a night game…. So it’s already, like 9:15 CST. We start home, and just about halfway there (somewhere in between Elizabethtown and Leitchfield) the car starts acting up. We limp up an off-ramp, and make it to a gas station (that of course has already closed), and the car just quits — We later find that the transmission had gone out (mind you, this car is about a year and a half old at this point).
So, we call my parents. My dad is at work, so my Mom calls my aunt and they start the, approximately 1 hour trip to pick us up.
Finally, they arrive. Man, are we glad to see them….. Visions of Friday the 13th just kept going through my head, as we sat there at the abandoned gas station! So we hop into the car, and down the road we go. Can’t wait to just get to bed.
We’re buzzing down the road, almost to Leitchfield when…. You guessed it….. the dashboard lights start to dim, and the car starts “acting up”. We luckily made it to a gas station (populated, this time), in Leitchfield. We turn the car off, and it won’t start back up…….. Alternator dead.
So we call my uncle. Ugh!He had about a 45 — 50 minute drive to come get us.
When he finally arrives, we all pile into his car (beginning to look like a circus clown car), and head for Owensboro.
Thank goodness!!!! This time, we actually make it home. By this time, it is about 5:00 in the morning, and the sun is beginning to come up.
Let’s just say that I should have just followed my gut, and told my friend that the Cats were probably going to lose, and just stay home and watch it on TV.
On a brighter note, the LSU/UK series does hold a special place in my heart. The very next year, I was watching the game, and had to jump up and run, because my twins decided it was time that they made their entrance into the world! So, I guess you could say, “It was the best of times, and it was the worst of times”!