09-29-2016, 01:44 PM
I went to the game in Seattle one of the years I was in school in the early seventies. I went with my dorm mate who was from Yakima. I do not recall how we got into the game but am pretty sure we did not have tickets when we arrived. There was a grassy slope at the end of the stands where we set up shop for the game. We were admittedly not passive observers of the game; in fact, we were quite vocal in support of the good guys. Our advocacy did not sit well with some of the Husky fans who were sitting above us, and as the game went on Bob and I began to be intermittently pelted by beer bottles. Real bottles, not cans, not plastic bottles!! :o
Hopefully, Browning's arm is no more accurate than the yahoos that were throwing bottles at us that night. :P
Hopefully, Browning's arm is no more accurate than the yahoos that were throwing bottles at us that night. :P
"It's not what you don't know that gets you in trouble. It's what you think you know that just isn't so."
Mark Twain
