In October, thinking I have never been to Harvard Stadium, an old concrete bowl by the Charles that Van Morrison made immortal in Brown Eyed Girl making love in the green grass behind the stadium...I head out via subway.
Old Harvard Square to go. The essential American Fall Saturday event to encounter. Once there I tweet. I sat next to Cornell band, and that sort of set the tone.
#Hahvad stadium; twenty 11 yearolds ready to receive field goal kick in stands. Scurry. Scatter.Pounce on the ball.
#Hahvad stadium; listen, yo, the glockenspiel
Highlands: "All the young men with their/ young women looking so good/Well, I’d trade places with any of them/In a minute, if I could." This is how things look to these old eyes these days.
Little Doll without the duckets to see Harvard-Yale. That and the view of someone who has never been to a football game. I sat next to a guy splaining the scoring to a kid from China.
#hahvad Gust of wind at football game. Pass gets away. The Cornell cheerleader pylon sits and waits.