Safe in the Storm

My Favorite Domer (AKA College Guy) called me around 9:30 Saturday evening to inform me their first football game had finally ended.

I already knew that, of course, because I was watching as much as I could. What I didn’t know was whether he was safe, so his call served to relieve my fears. Let me explain.

The skies over South Bend were wild and wooly, beginning Saturday afternoon as the Irish hosted South Florida.

Temperatures were in the mid-90s. It was sultry. Steamy. Still.

I don’t know how football players are expected to perform their best when conditions are that unbearable.

Maybe they’re used to that in South Florida — yeah, they probably are! — but not in northern Indiana.

Anyway, the Irish came into Saturday’s game sporting a #16 national ranking. To say they appeared full of themselves might be an understatement. To say the first half proved a comeuppance for them couldn’t be truer.

The Irish fumbled. Their passes were intercepted. They racked up as many personal fouls as a team of junkyard dogs.

South Florida led going into halftime 16-0.

As the Irish Band prepared to take the field, the weather began changing — rapidly.

The wind picked up. Dark clouds rolled in from the west.

The announcer told the Band to stay off the field and instructed fans to clear the stadium. A severe storm cell was approaching, with potentially dangerous cloud-to-ground lightning and heavy rain.

(College Guy told me it looked like a hurricane outside.)

Just over two hours later, the game resumed. The heat had broken; fans returned.

Finally the Irish were able to put some points on the board.

But in the fourth quarter, another severe storm approached, halting the game again. The TV station covering the action broke away to other programming; I scrambled to ESPN, where I was at least able to watch the scrolling scores.

And I worried. When your kid is away from home in bad weather, that’s what moms do.

I couldn’t do anything about it, but I worried.

All in all, it was a l-o-n-g game, six hours total. And the outcome was dismal, an Irish loss 23-20.

But when I heard my son’s voice on the other end of the line, I rejoiced. He was safe and so were the other attendees.

And that’s really the best news of all.

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12 thoughts on “Safe in the Storm

  1. Scary weather is just one more reminder that certain things are now beyond our control, isn’t it?

    It sounds like South Florida brought the weather with them. It’s too bad they lost — he has a great college football experience to tell. It would have been even better if they’d won.

    • Aw, thanks, Hipster! I guess South Florida knew what they were doing when they put this game first on the schedule, rather than last (when they’d have had to contend with snow and bitter cold!)

    • Thanks, Terri! Logically, I know worrying doesn’t solve anything, nor does it help make things better, but you’re right — it’s a habit we acquire as soon as we find out we’re pregnant and it doesn’t go away!

  2. Sheesh…well now at least they have an excuse for losing…(did I ever tell you my grandfather graduated from Notre Dame? My Grandmother from St. Mary’s)
    Glad you son was safe…because yes that truly is all that really matters…and I applaude him for understanding that and checking in quickly.

    • So you have “Irish” in your blood, too, huh? By any chance is Cole looking to go there and continue the tradition?? You know I’m glad my son called when it was all over and let me know he was safe — it’s hard to demand that when they grow older, but I’m glad he’s being considerate!

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