Is this what yinzer college football dreams are made of or what? I just picture two elderly couples watching this on their respective 72-lb box televisions.
Couple 1: Jack Anderson and his lovely wife, Sue.
Upon returning from Eat n' Park, Jack and Sue plan on cracking open a bag of Wise potato chips and splitting an Iron City (Sue likes hers in a glass; Jack will handle what's left in the can). They'll plop down on their white floral couch that sits atop a thick pink carpet and enjoy about a quarter and a half before Jack begins to doze off and Sue eventually turns the channel to Murder, She Wrote. They hope Penn State can get the job done, despite the fact that neither Jack nor Sue can name a player on the team (in their defense, the jerseys lack surnames).
Couple 2: Bill Collins and his plus-one, the lovely Mary Collins.
After putting in his time at the mill, Bill lives a peaceful existence in the heart of Greenfield, along with his lovely wife. Their block is somewhat of a dump, but they don't see it that way because it was nice when they moved in - back in the late 70's. Bill and Mary are devout Catholics, and Bill has an Irish heritage - which is why they're "Notre Domm" fans. Despite the reddish hue in his face as a result of a rich drinking history, Bill has a leaky bowel that is exacerbated by alcohol, so he now sticks to homemade iced tea. Mary invited the younger couple next door over for the game, but they declined the invitation, citing the need to get up early Friday morning for work. The real reason they're not going is because the Collins' residence bears an extremely thick soapy smell that TKOs you the moment you step inside.
Couple 1: Jack Anderson and his lovely wife, Sue.
Upon returning from Eat n' Park, Jack and Sue plan on cracking open a bag of Wise potato chips and splitting an Iron City (Sue likes hers in a glass; Jack will handle what's left in the can). They'll plop down on their white floral couch that sits atop a thick pink carpet and enjoy about a quarter and a half before Jack begins to doze off and Sue eventually turns the channel to Murder, She Wrote. They hope Penn State can get the job done, despite the fact that neither Jack nor Sue can name a player on the team (in their defense, the jerseys lack surnames).
Couple 2: Bill Collins and his plus-one, the lovely Mary Collins.
After putting in his time at the mill, Bill lives a peaceful existence in the heart of Greenfield, along with his lovely wife. Their block is somewhat of a dump, but they don't see it that way because it was nice when they moved in - back in the late 70's. Bill and Mary are devout Catholics, and Bill has an Irish heritage - which is why they're "Notre Domm" fans. Despite the reddish hue in his face as a result of a rich drinking history, Bill has a leaky bowel that is exacerbated by alcohol, so he now sticks to homemade iced tea. Mary invited the younger couple next door over for the game, but they declined the invitation, citing the need to get up early Friday morning for work. The real reason they're not going is because the Collins' residence bears an extremely thick soapy smell that TKOs you the moment you step inside.
