About 25 years ago I went to a HS game in Ohio. About halfway through (so let’s say 8 or 830 maybe) we get a thunder crack and the sky opens up. Everyone scrambles under the bleachers to wait out the delay. They finished the game well after midnight. Nobody had left as far as I could tell. Again, a HS game.
I can’t recall being so bored AND so stunned at the same time. Ohio is a strange place. They not like us.
I think about this sometimes when I consider UVa’s football ceiling.