a lightly attended repeating opponent whose band didn't travel. Now it's a hot ticket, and with the band in the seats they are at least not slapping a gouged ticket price on with the cost of alumni band participation.

1988 Miami was a band reunion. Was the point more recently always to treat it like other schools treat "homecoming?" (Otherwise unattractive matchup...)

"Parent games" when I was a student were definitely treated the way you describe homecomings. They were always the two biggest snoozer home games.

Miami 88 is a little surprising. They were a Johnny-come-lately that decade, but certainly by around '86 the planners should have known that would be a big game. The 88 schedule was mostly a gauntlet though.

All the other home games that year had the visiting band in the stands.

Miami had a small band that didn't travel.

Weather will probably be better.

I don't get too worked up about who the director is. I have met band alums that hated O'B, Snavely and Hope.

I'm participating to have a chance to see old friends and possibly be on the field with my sons.

But it's on the list. I think with the band sitting in the stands as opposed to the field there will be little time to play while seated. The logistics of getting on/off the field gets more complicated and time consuming. Throw in competing with the regular band, Pitt's band and the Jacktron and there isn't much playing time left.

I hate Ken Dye. I'm not inclined to attend at all while Swarbrick and Kelly are still there. And I'm not interested in helping ND sell tickets to what they view as a less attractive game than Stanford. So, no, we won't be going.

I know it's close for them and they usually attend, but I can't imagine three bands...

...warmer. The 2014 Stanford game was downright bone-chilling.

It wasn't that it was bone chilling, it was that it was raining and right on the brink of freezing, but not quite close enough to turn the rain to snow. I remember hoping the temperature would drop just a couple degrees so the piercing, freezing rain that was soaking every inch of me would turn to snow.

That and Swarbrick/Kelly.

with Dye and company. And I’m really uninterested in plunking down a single dollar to have my senses assaulted Jacktron and watch Kelly. If Kelly’s in the stadium, I won’t be.