{"id":2781,"date":"2014-10-19T20:32:35","date_gmt":"2014-10-20T04:32:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/?p=2781"},"modified":"2014-10-26T20:35:49","modified_gmt":"2014-10-27T04:35:49","slug":"the-game","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/?p=2781","title":{"rendered":"The Game"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/andrewlong\/15452825047\/player\/\" height=\"333\" width=\"500\" allowfullscreen=\"\" frameborder=\"0\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/SZkGMAT0FnE?rel=0\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/IDtgcLRirds?rel=0\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/KnZiPxnSBBk?rel=0\" height=\"315\" width=\"560\" allowfullscreen=\"\" frameborder=\"0\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/jSl2qF0F-_0?rel=0\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Smev7xvZ5mA?rel=0\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>On Friday morning Sam and I flew to Ohio, landing just after 6 EST. \u00a0We went to dinner with my parents, my brother, two aunts and one cousin. \u00a0Afterwards we went to my aunt&#8217;s house for a while to discuss family mythology. \u00a0Apparently my grandmother was a prolific teddy bear knitter, making 100 (although the veracity of this number is in dispute) bears while she was in a nursing home. \u00a0I vaguely remember one of them, which my brother informed us was mine while he never received one. \u00a0I&#8217;m not sure about the veracity of that claim either, but one of my aunts was making the same one. \u00a0I don&#8217;t know I can say any one thing or another with certainty about what happened to me in 1986, but maybe my brother&#8217;s neurons from that period haven&#8217;t been overwritten yet. \u00a0Days later my mother would look for these bears in her basement to settle the dispute &#8211; and could find none.<\/p>\n<p>Regardless, everyone who received a knit (or is it crochet?) blanket knows that for sure because we still have them and treasure them.<\/p>\n<p>Eventually it started getting late, even for California folks, and we (Sam and my immediate relatives) headed to our AirBnb.<\/p>\n<p>The host was very accommodating with my parents and their changing schedule, and didn&#8217;t mind when my brother wanted to stay as well. \u00a0She even bought a pack of oreos for my mom. (I told her my mom likes oreos so much she&#8217;ll bring packs to California with her in her luggage &#8211; true story &#8211; ) However, it turns out that this niceness stemmed from a special love of jesus, as was evident from the abundance of church materials throughout the home &#8211; but especially in the bedroom that Sam and I used. \u00a0Now that might have been okay, but it also turned out that this was one of those airBnB&#8217;s where the host is renting it out because they&#8217;re just out of town &#8211; so it was a little creepy spending the night in this jesusfreak&#8217;s house, essentially unaltered, and potentially uncleaned. \u00a0When I looked at the pillow under the pillowcase that I was to lay my head on for eight hours I found copious black and gray mold spots. \u00a0Woah.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"DSC03245.jpg by Andrew Long, on Flickr\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/andrewlong\/15638740995\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"DSC03245.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/farm4.staticflickr.com\/3944\/15638740995_f0b3b930d8.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I went back and read the listing again and the host noted that there was &#8220;no cleaning fee.&#8221; \u00a0Now I know why this was such a great deal (it was a third of the price of a hotel room and would fit five). \u00a0The bathroom tub similarly looked like it hadn&#8217;t received a bleach scrub down in quite a while. \u00a0There was also a train going by the whole night blaring its horn &#8211; unmentioned in the listing, of course.<\/p>\n<p>Because of this I&#8217;m not sure any of us slept that well, although I may have had an allergic reaction to the mold on the pillow.<\/p>\n<p>The next morning we went down to the campus area to eat and walk around before the game. \u00a0Unfortunately I was feeling ill and trapped my family in the Main Library so I could have easy access to a reasonably clean bathroom for a while before we went to the game.<\/p>\n<p>The day only seemed to get colder and rainier and windier as it barreled on towards gametime. \u00a0By 3:30 kickoff there was a slight sprinkling to accompany the brisk winds up in the high C-deck. \u00a0We were also disappointing to discover that we had some of the few seats in the entire stadium (seats over 100,000) that were &#8220;partially obstructed&#8221; by a huge steel beam holding up the well to does in the press box.<\/p>\n<p>Despite all this we tried our best to have fun and enjoy the game, which was a blowout against Rutgers. \u00a0In the first half we got to watch more than a few touchdowns at our end (the visible end) of the field. Eventually in the second half so many &#8220;fans&#8221; had left that we came all the way down to the edge of the first balcony and had a much better view.<\/p>\n<p>After the game we reconvened at Cracker Barrel in Pickerington, only so Sam could get a real taste of Midwestern cheesy eating. \u00a0Literally &#8211; I ordered the cheesy grits and the cheesy hash browns.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On Friday morning Sam and I flew to Ohio, landing just after 6 EST. \u00a0We went to dinner with my parents, my brother, two aunts and one cousin. \u00a0Afterwards we went to my aunt&#8217;s house for a while to discuss family mythology. \u00a0Apparently my grandmother was a prolific teddy bear knitter, making 100 (although the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":99,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2781","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2781","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/99"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2781"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2781\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2784,"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2781\/revisions\/2784"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2781"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2781"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2781"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}