It was a Wednesday, a night when all our peers flocked to Finny’s for dollar pitchers and the bouncer with the boundless handlebar mustache. But we were coated in sweat and ice shavings from our broomball victory and decided an appropriate celebration would be to waddle to the Backer in our sweatpants and toast to an undefeated season. Alas, Narn had a test the next morning as it seemed he always did and Booya and Critter were determined to douse the flame of victory with a night in the library. And Jeff, well Jeff was underage so he sadly biked back to Duncan to do whatever the juniors did on Wednesday nights. My Hawaiian friend, her Air Force comrade and I, continued on.