Remembering The Skeller at Penn State

After watching Penn State dismantal Wisconsin this weekend on the football field, it got me thinking about all the good times I had at Penn State football games.

Even more importantly, it got me thinking about the times I had before the football games as an alumni. The last two times that I went to Penn State for a football game, I met my brothers and siste (also alumni) at the Skeller. It is a bar in State College where the beer is cold, the tradition is deep and the stories are bountiful. It is alwasy good to meet up there for a few Rolling Rock.

Rumor has it, they do not serve cases of Pony Bottles any more, but luckily, I captured the tradition on film. I also managed to capture the tradition of protecting your beer from someone tapping it and then having to chug it.

We are . . .

Browns Football Walkway

After lunch today, I took a stroll with one of my co-workers. Although it is still cold outside, the break from the single digit temperatures was a nice one.

We decided to head toward the stadium. Instead of doing the complete loop, we took a walkway that cuts across the local road and the train tracks and cuts about 5 blocks off of the loop. As we were walking, I noticed this bridge with the football field markings on it.

I thought it was an interesting setup in a very hidden place. Only fans who have walked on this pathway would notice the ground was painted like a football field and there was a sign with goal posts saying thanks to the fans. It was also ironic timing since the Super Bowl was yesterday. The deserted walkway feels representative of stadiums around the country that will now sit empty until next season.

Great things are hidden around every corner.