And then the Homecoming Queen nominees were chauffeured in on fancy new convertibles by their daddies. They were all introduced and applauded, then the Queen was announced and crowned by last year's Queen.
We sat through another quarter watching our team romp down the field. Then we decided we would probably win, so we headed home. Cause we're old.
And the funniest part of the whole evening (for me anyway) was when the Lord of the Manor snuck through the handicap walkway just behind all those old alumni from 1958. The attendant didn't even question him. He blended in with those 68 year old guys. I walked up the stairs laughing and met him at the exit gate still laughing. Aren't Homecoming Games fun?