The Last Fling of Fall

Thanks to Arlene, my kayaking buddy, I didn't have to endure a season without visiting Navy-Marine Corps Stadium.  Saturday was Senior Day, traditionally held on the last home game.  Emotions are high, pagaentry and ceremony most festive, and the last tailgate with friends always sentimental.

While November weather in Annapolis ranges from brisk to brutal, yesterday was a reprieve.  With the skies sunny and bright, Arlene and I hoofed from downtown to the stadium, which gave us the opportunity to admire all the improvements that have taken place to the facility since the two of us worked for the City a few years ago when the stadium renovations were taking place.

While the environmental enhancements and extensive landscaping have made a huge difference in the appearance of the stadium and its grounds, one of the most popular (and revenue producing) features in that master plan was the installation of a walking trail around the circumference.  Envisioned as a recreational facility for the neighborhood, the trail has also become the grand promenade and prestigious address for tailgaters.  It was amusing to see the large areas between the trail and the access road labeled as "premium" locations.  With the trail loop being a little over a mile and mostly two sided, you can imagine how nicely this neighborhood amenity works into the economic benefits of Navy football.

But strolling is not the only use of the trail, as you can see above.  You never know what kind of action you may encounter between visits with old friends and sharing a cup of cheer.  While wandering through a wooded section of the trail, we encountered a regiment of Scottish pipers, in full regalia and with bonny lasses performing the Highland fling.  Perhaps "Highland" is the operative word here, because it turns out this unlikely image that seemed to emanate from Brigadoon was actually from Highland Falls -- New York.  That tiny hamlet on the Hudson known as the home of West Point.

That's right -- the Long Gray Line now comes in plaid and knee socks.  And no, I didn't ask what was under the kilts.  I can only guess it is Army issue and TSA compliant.

Now it might surprise some of you that a West Point delegation would show up at a Navy home game, but one thing I learned years ago is not to be surprised at anyone who appears in Annapolis.  It is a favorite destinations for about everyone, and when the chance came for the Cadets to perform, they jumped right on it.  (For the record, Navy has a bagpipe troupe too, so they could have been jamming all night in Bancroft Hall. with dueling refrains of "Amazing Grace.")

As always, the game was inspiring.  The stadium, under a full moon, was luminescent. The north tower addition to the upper deck (completed before the season)  adds the perfect finishing touch.

I'm glad I didn't have to go a season without belting a heartfelt "Navy Blue and Gold" and screaming "Beat Army" with a stadium full of fans.  It's a great Maryland experience that everyone should have at least once.