Thanksgiving is almost here, and in this household Thursday won’t be celebrated only with family and a 25 pound turkey. Thursday also brings us the 97th edition of the Backyard Brawl, the annual football game between the West Virginia Mountaineers and the Pitt Panthers. While it’s not one of the most storied rivalries nationally, it incites a great deal of passion from everyone in this region. You either support the Mountaineers or the scum from that dingy steel town.
I have wonderful memories of Brawl week, and had the pleaseure of attending several mid 90’s games. There was the ‘94 game where the good guys from Morgantown all but ran the Panthers out of that dump of a stadium, only to watch a heartbreaking comeback from the evil ones. All was right with the world, though, after the wild final two minutes ended with Chad Johnston and Zack Abraham slaying the beasts with a 65 yard game winner. In 1996 we were introduced to an awesome running back named Amos Zereoue, who took his first collegiate handoff 67 yards for a touchdown on the opening play of the game. I watched on TV in 2002 when Ben Collins preserveda victory in the new ketchup field, and celebrated when John Pennington (fellow GW grad) caught a masterpiece touchdown at Mountaineer Field last year.
I also remember the darkest year – 1997. We were up on Pitt but allowed them to tie up the game and go into overtime. They were down to a 4th & 17, but somehow ended up converting it and won 41-38. I don’t remember ever feeling so mad after a game. Things got worse when my best friend and I decided to drown our sorrows with the bottom of a pitcher. We went down to our favorite watering hole (the Sports Page, pre-dance floor) and proceeded to get lit. After awhile, some PIT fans [shudder] came in and started celebrating – IN OUR BAR! The nerve! The only thing that kept the two us, in our drunken rage, from going after all six of them was the logic our girlfriends used – that starting a fight in the bar would only get us banned from ever coming back.
Something else about Brawl week is special to me. During my college years I was in the service fraternity Alpha Phi Omega, and our big project was the annual Run to Pitt (or from, depending on the year). Each year the run starts at the visitor’s stadium, where the team of runners takes the game ball from the visiting coach and runs the ball, relay-style, along Route 19 to the home team stadium. On gameday, the ball is run onto the field and handed to the home coach in a pregame ceremony. Beforehand and during the run, we collected money to dontate to the Greater Autism Society of Pittsburgh. I did the Run for three years and each time it was a blast! The chapter has started a website about the Run and autism. This years run raised over $2,000 and received a nice article in the Dominion Post.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Eat S**t Pitt!!!