
At Washington & Lee, my college, major binge drinking was practically required on Fridays (as it is all all colleges). That would've been fine if we didn't have to face the cruel rituals of Saturday morning: rise at the crack of dawn, throw on a sundress/pearls/seersucker suit/bowtie, perform legitimate grooming, hike up to the ruins in time to throw your hand around a plastic frat cup of Jack Daniels before the football game started, ignore the start of the football game, continue to drink Jack Daniels and then go back to the dorm to sleep. Very. Tough. Stuff.
I didn't expect such fanciness outside of the South, but I sort of figured that those Crimson kids and Bulldogs would put themselves through similar rigors and dust off the ole sport coats for The Game. A few of 'em did - but mainly the Yalies. I've always had a particular affinity for Harvard - I went to summer school there and they have the world's best letter emblazoned on everything, but while Harvard ended up winning the game (in the last seconds), Yale won for style (and binge drinking talent). Photo evidence follows:


Wahoo!



Cornhole - The Other Game of the day


Our friend Caitlin bonds with a new friend over their love of circle sunglasses...

...more of the Other Game...


We made him show off his duck boots...
