Leaving Paul Brown Stadium in Cincinnati, the observer is somewhat concerned that a deputy sheriff is looking and walking his way.

Not good to be surveilled by law enforcement. At any level.

Maybe he’s going to walk on by. What has the observer done to attract attention anyway? Has he said or done something during the game? Was it the litter from the hamburger? Was it the switching of seats to get a better view? Was it the swearing?

Sometimes just impossible to stay out of trouble, especially for someone who looks guilty.

Just keep walking, ignore him if possible.

Not possible. He’s blocking the way. The only way out is to run and the deputy is faster.

Deputy Sheriff Mike Clark. He’s looking the observer in the eye … through those sun glasses.

“Sir, you have a minute?”

“Yes, officer. How can I help?”

“I just wanted to tell you that the Louisville football fans are the nicest people we’ve had in this stadium for a long time. Well-mannered, courteous, friendly and well-behaved.”

He’s not going to detain anyone? Relax, start breathing again.

“Thanks, officer, that means more than you’ll ever know,” the observer replies. “I’ve always believed Louisville fans are the best around.”

Melodramatic? Maybe. But the sense of relief is palpable.

Charlie Springer

Charlie Springer is a former Louisville editor and sportswriter, a public affairs consultant, a UofL grad and longtime fan.

10 thoughts on “An encounter with Cincinnati law

  • October 16, 2011 at 10:59 am
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    And don’t forget to give a nod to the several UC fans who were polite, welcoming, gracious, helpful, both before and after the game. Hey, we’ve been to Morgantown, walked thru the parking area in our UofL gear, after THEY pulled out a 3OT win. What a different world! Thanks, UC. Wait’ll next year. Go Cards!

  • October 16, 2011 at 11:03 am
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    We heard the same things from the Cincinnati police up on the Club Level. CARDINAL NATION is a class act, home or away. Special thanks to the officer who got us headed in the right direction toward the Club Level when we first entered the stadium. Up an escalator, down two flights of steps and a long walk to the South endzone.

    • October 16, 2011 at 3:49 pm
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      Got a lot of nice comments from the Marshall fans to. Just goes to show you we can take a licking and still act grown up about it. Hope we never lose this attitude.

  • October 16, 2011 at 11:34 am
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    I’m glad you chose not to run, observer. That would have been quite a scene.

    • October 18, 2011 at 12:50 pm
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      I’ve known him for 36 years and I think the only time I ever saw him run was when I was a kid and a possum was in our garage and charged him. Even then it was just kind of a scared, frantic trot.

      • October 18, 2011 at 5:48 pm
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        Ah yes, the only time the Observer speeds is on his way to a UofL game. Then, it’s Katy, bar the door.

      • October 18, 2011 at 8:33 pm
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        Opossums are worst than rats as far as I’m concerned.

  • October 16, 2011 at 1:16 pm
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    Great story! Any clue how he came to pick you out to pass along that compliment, Charlie?

    • October 16, 2011 at 5:55 pm
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      No idea, Tom. Out of all those people.

  • October 16, 2011 at 2:01 pm
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    Had to be those blue eyes!

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