I do have an interesting Bunker Hill story, while we wait to see if they change their game time, too.
A few years back, at BH...first game there in years. Wolves had y'all covered that night. I hadda visit the men's room.
As I entered, I noted a foul smell, but that happens sometimes. I was the only person in there, and scanned for the urinals, which were to my right. That's when I noted it.
There, on the floor, was a pair of plaid boxer shorts. They had been abandoned, just outside the full-service stall. The boxers laid amongst a pile of human (I assumed) fecal matter, that most resembled to me, a can of Dinty Moore beef stew. It was appropriately chunky and thick.
My immediate reaction was to run, because I was about to heave. But I just knew someone was gonna come in and name me as a suspect if I ran away. Besides, I had to go. I made the decision to visit the urinal, and so I took one big deep, foul, humid breath, and held it while I evacuated my bladder.
I ran outta breath before I was done, but made a business decision and headed out the door after zipping up. I passed someone on the way out, but I didn't make eye contact. As I gulped air, I heard someone cursing as I stepped back into the fresh, cool, refreshing outdoors, and quickly made for the bleachers before I could be blamed.
On the way, I noted a dude wearing a red sweater draped over his backside, like the preppies in the 80s. I found out later that he was the perpetrator. He'd had a colonic explosion

on the way into the stall, and apparently went inside and kicked the evidence out as he cleaned up!
I've since spoken to the guy who drove the poor fellow home and confirmed the story. They drove home with the windows down that night.
I never think of Bunker Hill without that memory. No offense, Bears. It was Wolf on Wolf crime. I also never pass a can of Dinty Moore Beef Stew in a store without remembering this event.
*The story would be better if I had related the pile I saw to Bunker Hill Beef Stew, but sadly Dinty Moore was what came to mind that night, and is how I've told the story since then.
Also, I have lost my blood pressure medicine 3x this week, only to find it each time in the same place I put it for safekeeping. I wish we could choose which memories we keep, lol.
And now, back to the football talk.