Memories of the first Big East football game between Louisville and West Virginia two years ago:
— Minutes before getting into the car to drive to West Virginia, learning that the Holiday Inn in Clarksburg had been flooded. Knowing that it was a bad omen
–Catching a bus ride to the stadium with a group of U of L fans from a hotel in Fairmont. They hadn’t slept the night before because another bus had broken down.
— The disastrous onside kick off in the third quarter that went to West Virginia. Sinking feeling, knowing that momentum had unalterably turned.
— The sound of fire trucks, one after another and another, after the three-overtime loss.
— Arriving back at the the bus with beer-soaked shoes, courtesy of a couple of Mountaineer fans.
— Shock at learning the bus would go back to Louisville on a route that didn’t include our hotel 40 miles away. We were on our own.
LOL!!!!!!! I remember the fire trucks, like a scene out of Abbott & Costello. The couches were burning and the parking lot was full of drunks. Must be something about being in a state that small that brings out the best and worst in fans. I saw one guy who was passed before the third quarter.