Say It Ain’t Snow
As another blizzard hit our small humble town here in lush Upper Peninsula of Michigan, I find myself more and more concerned with the fact that I’m supposed to be sitting in a ballpark just a few short days from now enjoying baseball. I assumed this ghost was exercised a couple of weeks ago during a tradition that makes my also small and humble university as unique as it’s five National Hockey Championships and it’s banished words list. For the last 41 years at Lake Superior State University we burn a snowman in effigy to signify the end of winter and bring on spring. Apparently the snow gods, or baseball gods, or whatever, must have missed it this year, because the snow just keeps coming. I’m hoping they are one of the three or four people (or gods) who read this blog…just to remind them that it’s supposed to be over.
This was Brian’s first year watching, so he was a little awestruck. He enjoyed the free hotdogs, though.
Photos property of M.I.B.
We have to start a tradition like that. That is pretty cool!!!
Nice tradition! Hope the snow stays away and that the hot dogs keep a comin!