Pleased to meet you, Jack Daniels. Derek . . . Derek didn't crack a smile. Next to the man in the stands, a girl, nowhere in the vicinity of 21 years, sipped from a beer can. In the planet of Morgantown, W.Va., drinking on football weekends is as much an overt ritual as pick-up trucks in every driveway.
Students line the streets before the games, blue and gold on their bodies and a beer in their hands.
The law enforcers seem to enjoy the environment. No harm done, it is all in good fun. At game time 60,000 rowdies pack the stadium. There is a section reserved for the Penn State faithful, but spaces between the minority of blue and gray are peppered with Mounties, mostly students, mostly intoxicated. But there is ingenuity as they consume.