But these aren't painted marshmallows. Then you get hit in the head by one of the priceless souvenirs. As you turn your head trying to find out who pelted you, you see a small plane flying overhead. You think nothing of it at first, but soon you realize that it's not the ordinary advertising plane. It gets closer.
Someone jumps out of it.
Somewhere some legendary coaches are rolling in thier graves over all of this fanfare. And finally, the captains come to the center of the field. They should have called heads or tails when the Lion jumped from the plane. Somewhere in Pennsylvania there's a poor soul who wasn't fortunate enough to get a ticket for this historic occasion. He tells his wife to jump from the roof and throw coins at him just for effect.