to
the Coral
Ridge Mall, park and take the train, the "Hawkeye Express,”
service
beginning two hours before kickoff, or (4) park early at the
Vine, watch
Saturday start on the tube there, then stroll the 3/4
mile
across campus, to the contest.
All things
considered, the Vine was the
obvious choice, if he could get a parking place. Just gotta
get there
early - up and at 'em - no problem.
A mocha
latte’ at The Java House and TC was ready to call it
a day. The ped mall was pulsating with music, students and
hard-core fans
who were just getting started as he headed back to the Roof,
around 11 p.m.
Gameday
Saturday dawned clear and chilly. Trip Captain was up
early, anxious not to miss a second of the day. He dressed
quickly
and
checked his gear: game ticket; new shirt, IOWA across the chest,
black cap
with gold Hawkeye on the crown, simple and powerful; shades,
binoculars,
camera, fold-up schedule of match-ups and game times, nationwide;
line-ups;
cash. Check.
Cap stepped
out into the
Iowa sun
and took a deep breath.
An October
Saturday on campus in Big Ten country. Autumn foliage,
tradition, brats and smash-mouth, the color, the
pageantry,
the intensity of gameday, another life-or-death showdown
- nothin' else like it.
When the
Vine came into view, he breathed a sigh of relief.
There were several parking spots left. Entering the lot,
he handed a crisp new ten dollar bill through the window
to the
attendant, a middle-aged version of Herky, himself.
"Thanks,”
the attendant said "and Go Hawks!” Caught by surprise, Cap managed
a
weak “Yeah, uh…Go Hawks,” as he made his retreat. Obviously,
it was game-face time.
Inside, ESPN
College Football GameDay was live from West
Lafayette, for Wisconsin
at Purdue. When Corso donned the Boiler head, 1/2 the
crowd in
the Vine laughed; the other 1/2 groaned. Then the screens around
the
room lit
up with games from across the country. For the
next hour and
a half,
his head on a swivel, TC was lost in following the action and tracking
incoming
scores. But Kinnick was calling; it was time to go.
The campus
was ablaze with the colors of autumn, and the
morning's chill had given way to the sun's persistence. The
air was
crisp, the sky was clear, with a slight breeze, mid-50's. Perfect.
Cap
moved past Carver-Hawkeye Arena and through the tailgaters
across the
street.
A group to
his left seemed quite proud of a
huge blow-up Herky. "Go Hawks"! shouted Cap. "Go
Hawks"! came a resounding reply, and their leader offered him a
bratwurst. Cap declined at first, then came to his senses and
accepted.
The
brat was great, and he drifted on with the masses,
toward
Kinnick.
Meanwhile,
tailgaters were feasting across the area:
along Hawkins, in City Park,
in the old practice field near Manville
Heights, in
the University Park
beside the river. South of the stadium, the
"Hawkeye Rally Alley,” pre-game home of Gary Dolphin, Ed Podolak
and
Rob Brooks, radio voices of the Hawkeyes, drew fans for a chance to win
prizes
and to collect autographs from current and former coaches and
players.
Over his
left shoulder, Cap heard the band in the distance,
getting louder, before ending "The
Iowa Fight
Song.” Then
the drums took over, growing nearer, still. The crowd parted as
The
Hawkeye Marching Band thundered around the corner and struck up
"On
Iowa.”
As they
passed, Cap found himself joining with the
Hawkeye
faithful, "Iowa, Iowa...Iowa,
Iowa…I-O-W-A!" And
then
they were
gone, the drumline pulling the fans behind them. An advancing
army of
Black and Gold, the crowd surged as one, across the campus, through
the leaves, toward Kinnick, and the answer that lay
within.
They squeezed
in, 70,000 plus, filling Kinnick
to its brim. The old stadium exploded in sound as Herky
led the
team out, carrying the huge Hawkeye flag. The team entered the
field in
the
"swarm" formation, with the players arm-in-arm, 4-6 across. The swarm run-out was implemented at Iowa
by Hayden Fry. Other schools such as Kansas
State and Auburn
have used it recently, but as any Hawk fan will tell you, the
swarm
is originally and distinctly Iowa - all others are imposters - nothing
more.
Iowa
struggled
for control of the game with mixed success - and no points - as the
first
quarter unfolded. The crowd grew nervous,