Quote from: MUC57 on December 11, 2020, 07:47:05 PMIf you are talking about the "Massacre in the Mud", I was there. Miserable experience. Our bus was late so we had to sit in the middle of a bunch of MUC fans. Some idiot student behind us kept screaming "why do they try to pass on us" after every incompletion and "why do they try to run on us" after every stuffed running play (which were most of them as I recall). At halftime the lady next to me asked "what will it take to get back in this game and I responded "ma'am it will take Macalester coming out of that tunnel to get back in this game."
Hey, football fans
Tomorrow night, at 8:00 PM, the 1993 semifinal playoff game between Mount Union and St. John's will be shown on selected TV channels and online in the Alliance, Ohio area (only).
St. John's entered the game undefeated after averaging 61+points a game in the regular season., which is still a record. Their QB (Willie Seiler?) made the cover of Sports Illustrated as their athlete of the year (or QB of the year, not positive). Their coach had some different (strange?) ideas on how to run a football team. All it did was produce winners.
Mount Union was looking to finally win a national championship on their 100th year of football. They had been close before but, you know, that only counts in horseshoes. The roster was full of standout players who would have to play their best against this Johnnie team.
No artificial turf here! Grass. Real grass. As John Madden used to say, grass is "real" football.
Nothing like grass to: run on, run receiving routes, return kicks. Grass gives the players the footing they're probably most used to! Great for a Saturday afternoon.
But when it rains. When it rains hard and long, the field is probably better suited for some other sport or some other form of entertainment than football.
But both Mount Union and St. John's were composed of tough, well disciplined athletes. It would take much more than a "little" moisture in the air and on the ground to stop this game.
So they played 60 minutes of this game we all love so well. We cheered. Sometimes we groaned. But always, our eyes were fixed on the floor at Mount Union Stadium. Someone would finally win. One team would go on to Salem, Virginia with a chance at a National Championship. One team would return home to reflect on the season with thoughts of "wait till next year".
Damn, I love this game of football. Play your best. You'll win some , you'll lose some. But no matter what, our memories span the months and the years. Some even last a lifetime.
What a game.
By the way, I was there. Were any of my Johnnie friends?
The highlight of the trip was Willie Seilers mother coming up to us on the flight home and thanking us for our support.
I was in Salem in 2003 and out yelled that kid that was behind us in '93.