I'd say 80 degrees in Paladin Stadium can feel hot enough. Not Bettie Page hot. More like Betty Rubble hot. And I know she's a cartoon, but you gotta admit Betty Rubble is a babe-alona.
You see, when you walk around the parking lot for a few hours eating fried foods and junk snacks, and your only source of hydration is a beverage that's a powerful diuretic, one can feel a bit parched. And then you roll into the stadium and they got those metal benches and the glare from the westerly sun is bouncing off KA rock and nobody will sit near you because of the smell and you get warned about "behavior"... it all adds up to me sitting there alone in the hot sun before eventually passing out from heat exhaustion and ping-ponging down section 1 like a beer can being tossed out of a pickup truck where I land at place where I obstruct the normal flow of foot traffic. Yeah, I know I don't belong there, but where in the hell am I supposed to go when Paladin Stadium and the weather put me there? Its hot.
Didn't think the UFFP would have me back, perhaps. Well, maybe I'm not "the norm". I don't "wear clothes that fit me". I'm not "hygienic" and "pop my white heads with a compass I used in high school".
