Before we moved Helaine and I talked about this day. We discussed sitting at home, seeing winter on TV. Boy did we see it today!
Detroit was playing the Eagles at in Philly. Light snow was forecast. Nearly all of it would begin after two.
In reality heavy snow fell and started hours early. The game started with the field covered and Fox cameras unable to see much detail on-the-field. Offically at PHL it was heavy snow, ¼ mile visibility and a temperature of 27° (19° wind chill).
Let’s pause while I tell the Philadelphia meteorologists, I feel your pain. I’ve been on the wrong end of a bad forecast. It’s a horrendous feeling.
At first I thought it was really cool to see football played in a near blizzard. Then I realized it had removed most skill from the game! Kicks didn’t roll. Passes didn’t carry. Runners couldn’t make cuts.
Detroit’s first touchdown was followed by a two point conversion. No way a kicker would try the point after.
There was some satisfaction sitting here in SoCal. I won’t lie. My apologies. I feel your pain too.
The weather here wasn’t perfect, or even good. We were in the mid-50°s all day with mainly cloudy skies.
Back in Hamden the next twenty four hours will be an unavoidable pain in-the-ass. Snow, sleet, freezing rain. I don’t miss that.
I miss lots about Connecticut. I don’t miss winter.