We went into the game for the first half so the kiddos could see the excitement and for Karl to spot more of his classmates. Isabella was taking full advantage of the face painting and getting into the spirit. Anton really wanted to have an anchor down the middle of his face with the side being alternating stripes of blue and gold. However, the artist ran out of time and the only option was a quick "N". He chose nothing but wants me to buy some face paint for him next time.
Even though the opposing team was making fun of the Midshipmen for marching in to the field and lining up, it did not stop the them from watching them. I stumbled upon an article saying more and more youth are becoming disenchanted with the service academies and choosing to go with the less regimented lifestyle. How true and sad this has become in our world today. Many people do not want to be told what they can and can not do or when they can or can not do something. But, I should get back to the fun before I go off on a tangent!
Just like the old times! Whenever Navy scores, the plebes run to the field for push-ups! This was the field goal in the first quarter.
The game had some exciting moments but Isabella was more interested in seeing the real Bill the goat and not the Midi dressed up as Bill. Karl even tried to walk them to the railing to get a better view but this is all we got!
Isabella asked if she could be a "Midship-woman" next year so she can take care of Bill. I told her she has 12 years to think about it. Her only down fall would be not being able to be a vet since veterinary med is only in the Army. The ones on Navy Bases are Army on a cross over tour. I don't know if her daddy could handle his little princess being an Army girl.
At half time, we ventured back to the Class of 93 tent for food and refreshments with the intent of returning back to the game. This did not happen as we all became highly distracted with all the fun at the tent.
