I was there last in '17 I think, the first year at the new grounds in Greene County. It seemed like every year I was there, I got badly sunburned. Served me right for running around with a mohawk...
Plus add to all that the variability of the weather...tornadoes or snow, no in between.
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Redhat, when I was around 22 the hair on my scalp decided it was time to desert me, the the traitors. I wore a sun visor and shades to the first home football game of the year. It was broiling hot, cloudless day, the first Saturday after Labor Day. The student section was exposed to the sun all day long, the other side, full of big donors was shaded by a new multi-story press box. I had thick black hair and hadn't noticed the hair loss. I took the visor off after the game and thought, "Man, my scalp feels funny, I must have had that visor on too tight?"
About three days later I took a shower and went to the sink to shave and brush my hair, these big flakes of skin start coming off of my head. I'm thinking, "This is the worst case of dandruff I've ever had!" I ask a buddy of mine who is in his first year of med school to take a look? He gave the top of my head a once over and said, "You're going bald, bud. You can wave goodbye to that dark wavy hair." I felt like a man on death row knowing my time was up. That hair was my main weapon for pulling girls.
There was silver lining that came along in the form of the 2-Tone Ska craze. I went suedehead like most of those guys. No one noticed the creeping loss of hair.
That semester I faked an English accent and pulled these two Cali girls in a pop band that played the Homecoming Dance, Jane and Belinda. God, they fought over me! I understand Belinda got fat & married a food truck operator. Jane and I still talk, but both women's lips are sealed when it comes to talking about me in public due to court orders.
Now you know the rest of story.