November 12, 2005
A roar.
Sitting here, sealed up in my University Heights house, I hear a crowd noise, a roar. There is a football game out there, a few blocks away. I'll have to assume there was a touchdown.
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We're more than a few blocks away from Michigan Stadium, but the roar is still audible. Sometimes, if we're watching the game on TV with the window open, there's an odd effect--it takes longer for the sound to get from the stadium than it does for the T.V. signal, so the roar of the crowd is delayed--like the fans are bit stupid and slow to figure what's going on in the game.
Wisconsin, BTW, needed a few more roars today.
I can see and hear fireworks from the baseball stadium clear across town more often than I can understand. I never see fireworks when I go to the game. And the show goes on forever. It's like frickin' Disneyland.
I am so far out in the country I only hear the trees rustle in the wind and an occasional dog bark.
Let the Universities of Washington and Wisconsin play for use of 'UW'. Then you'll hear some roaring!
I prefer to thing it heralds the arrival of my daughter from Chicago on the 1:50 Van Galder bus.
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