Saturday, September 10, 2011

Cheer! Cheer! For Ol' Notre Dame...

Steve and I had a very crazy Labor Day weekend. We drove from Charleston to Columbus to pick up Steve's brother and sister-in-law Jay and Jana. No problem, it was only an 11 hour drive. From Columbus we drove another 4.5-5 hours to South Bend, IN for the Notre Dame game. Then, on our way home, we drove through Kentucky to say hello to my sister Kelly.  We drove 2,200 miles in one weekend. For a football game.  Did I mention that we REALLY love football?  Visiting the Notre Dame campus though is about so much more than just attending a football game.  There is so much rich tradition and history there.  I will never get tired of visiting the Grotto or seeing that Golden Dome.  During this visit I made an effort to really enjoy the beauty that was all around us. 


Our first stop is always the Grotto.  Steve lit a candle and said a little prayer.  Too bad it didn't help the Irish win their game!  Next, we make our way to the Chapel. The detail in the chapel is amazingly beautiful.  It's hard to believe it's on a college campus.


After the Chapel, viewing the Dome, and spending too much money at the Bookstore, we line the walk way to the stadium to wait for the band to lead us in to the game.  This is so much fun and never fails to give me goosebumps when I hear the band strike their first note!






So, let me give you a break down of the game:  It was hot.  Jana and I sat across the stadium from Steve and Jay.  It was really, really hot.  The first few minutes of the game were exciting!  The Irish seemed to be in a great rhythm and were down to the one yard line...
Then, there was that unfortunate fumble.  And... well, the rest of the game was unfortunate too. Instead of rehashing that god-awful game, I will give you a run down of my experience.  I was hot, the Irish were losing, my tee shirt was soaked with sweat, and there was an abnoxious fat guy two seats down. The campus bar Legends began calling my name, and Jana's too.  We left the game and went into a nice air conditioned bar. We drank beer and giggled thinking we had pulled a fast one on the guys.  Only God had other plans.  Enter a big lightening strike and the stadium getting evacuated.  Oh crap! We were locked in the bar and couldn't leave.  Our cell phones didn't work so we couldn't let the guys know where we were.  We started to feel guilty, so we found an unmanned side door and took off out of the bar.  Needless to say, we were busted! We found our guys who had braved the heat, the rain, and the lightening just to search for us!  After hugs and kisses we were forgiven! Whew!!  We finished watching the "game" at Buffalo Wild Wings.  The End.