Someone actually suggested to dome The Ralph. Football is about the elements, and playing in a dome is for wussies. Besides this would look awful from the air if it had a dome:
I can't believe it.
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it could be like the retractable Skydome in Toronto. I like the idea, i'm voting for it. When it snows, of course the roof will be open, when it's hot, it could either stay open or closed, depending on who we play.My faith doesn’t make me perfect, it makes me forgiven.
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...and they are going to come to Buffalo and do what??? Ask the national columnists that went to Minneapolis and Detroit...those cities will never host another one.
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Years ago someone suggested putting a dome on then Rich Stadium. It didn't happen then, I doubt it happens now. A dome wouldat least let Buffalo argyue for a Super Bowl, but I still don't think the region has near enough motel rooms to accomodate a
Super Bowl.I've made up my mind. Don't confuse me with the facts.
I'm the most reasonable poster here. If you don't agree, I'll be forced to have a hissy fit.
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Originally posted by TigerJYears ago someone suggested putting a dome on then Rich Stadium. It didn't happen then, I doubt it happens now. A dome wouldat least let Buffalo argyue for a Super Bowl, but I still don't think the region has near enough motel rooms to accomodate a
Super Bowl.Retired Air Traffic Controller
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As long as I'm prepared most weather conditions don't bother me. In fact, some of the most extreme weather has made the games all the more memorial - and fun. I remember the coldest game ever at Rich against the Jets, and the week before that the previous record against the Raidah's (I think). I was at both, whatever they were. I distinctly remember making sure I got beers in the paper cups so I could squish out the beer snow-cone it formed in about ten minutes after purchase.
The only game I ever didn’t enjoy was against the Cards somewhere around 1992 when it was wind-driven wet hail. My season’s tickets were nice, 18th row in the upper deck about the 40 yard line. But the wind was driving these little wet pellets of ice across the field from the tunnel towards the scoreboard, which was on my left. I had to shield my face with my glove because the pellets really started to sting after a bit. I could watch all the action from our goalline to about their 40, but any farther and I’d have to alternate swinging my face into the wind just to see the play. So when the ball was snapped I’d shift my head right, say ow for 5 seconds, then shift back. Ow, shift, ow, shift, ow, shift, ow. And every ow meant cold water dripping down my neck. Woo hoo. No really, that sort of sucked.
Fortunately the Bills crushed the Cards and the game was essentially over at half-time. My date and I left at the end of the third quarter - which still remains to this day as the only game I’ve ever left early voluntarily (rode with someone else once and didn’t want to walk home).
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Originally posted by HalbertAs long as I'm prepared most weather conditions don't bother me. In fact, some of the most extreme weather has made the games all the more memorial - and fun. I remember the coldest game ever at Rich against the Jets, and the week before that the previous record against the Raidah's (I think). I was at both, whatever they were. I distinctly remember making sure I got beers in the paper cups so I could squish out the beer snow-cone it formed in about ten minutes after purchase.
The only game I ever didn’t enjoy was against the Cards somewhere around 1992 when it was wind-driven wet hail. My season’s tickets were nice, 18th row in the upper deck about the 40 yard line. But the wind was driving these little wet pellets of ice across the field from the tunnel towards the scoreboard, which was on my left. I had to shield my face with my glove because the pellets really started to sting after a bit. I could watch all the action from our goalline to about their 40, but any farther and I’d have to alternate swinging my face into the wind just to see the play. So when the ball was snapped I’d shift my head right, say ow for 5 seconds, then shift back. Ow, shift, ow, shift, ow, shift, ow. And every ow meant cold water dripping down my neck. Woo hoo. No really, that sort of sucked.
Fortunately the Bills crushed the Cards and the game was essentially over at half-time. My date and I left at the end of the third quarter - which still remains to this day as the only game I’ve ever left early voluntarily (rode with someone else once and didn’t want to walk home).
I just love cold wx games at the Ralph!Retired Air Traffic Controller
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