When football rules......

It’s fall…..the leaves are turning…..the weather gets a little crisp and cool…..and football rules. It’s just a fact of life.


We had a few events scheduled at the restaurant on Saturday, and it’s a given that college football will be going on all day, all evening. So it becomes imperative that the men at these gatherings know where the television is .

The first event was a baby shower. Now, why men and boys are even at a baby shower is beyond me, but that was their cross to bear. One guy asked me where the nearest television was, (or do we have one that could be brought downstairs to the room they were in. Yeah, that would have gone over well) so I told him to follow me, and I’d show him where the television was located. As we started walking, I said it was over the river and through the woods…..as we journeyed down a hall, through another banquet room, up the stairs, around the corner to the bar, and there it was! Shining like a lighthouse beacon in the night. (He wanted to catch the Ohio State game) I also showed him another route that involved a different staircase and a the dining room he would have to go through, but now at least he had two escape routes.

The other men who were stuck there wanted to leave in time to catch THE big game in the state that afternoon, Michigan vs. Michigan State. This game was due to start at 3:30. At 2:00, the grandpa at the baby shower asked me how long before they needed to be out of the room, as they knew we had to set up for another party that evening. I really think he was hoping I would tell them they had to leave now. I said “You’ve got about an hour.” He quickly announced to everyone that they had to start clearing out now, because we needed to reset the room. He was a man on a mission. (lol)

There was also a wedding reception early in the evening. There was a group of men who kept running upstairs to check on THE big game, alliances between Michigan and Michigan State were equally split .

I asked a couple of them, “Aren’t they serving dinner now?”

“Yeah, we had a salad so far, they’re serving the next course, we’ll just catch whatever course we can.” They never took their eyes off the screen while telling me this.

What did we learn from this? No matter what the event, ya just can’t mess with THE big game. And so it’s always been, and so it always will be. Hey, kept my bar busy, I’m not complaining.