As families all over the nation get together on Thursday to celebrate Thanksgiving, it’s only fitting that I pause and give thanks as well; mainly for the fact that the fall season is finally over.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love working during autumn. Between the elite field hockey squads in our area and all the football action you can shake a stick at, I’m never at a loss for exciting athletic activity to cover in November.
But sometimes, it just gets too darn cold.
I was lucky this fall. Regardless of whether New Rochelle and Tuckahoe won or lost last weekend, I was done with outdoor coverage (the state football championships are played in the Syracuse Carrier Dome) for the year, and I escaped relatively unscathed. We’ve had some pretty decent weather over the last few weeks and for a guy who spends most of his weekends standing on some field with a camera, it’s been a blessing.
But that hasn’t always been the case.
There have been times during my tenure here when I think I deserved some hazard pay at the very least. Sure, tweeting doesn’t sound dangerous to the average person, but when frostbite is imminent, it’s a different story entirely.
I can remember a few years back, I covered a Syracuse-bound New Rochelle team in the state semis on a Saturday night up in Kingston. It couldn’t have been more than 20 degrees outside, with howling wind biting through each of the roughly 17 layers that I had on.
I’m not kidding; I was wearing so many shirts, it looked like I had donned one of those inflatable sumo wrestling outfits. And still, it did no good. It took the entirety of my hour-and-a-half drive back home, with the heat in my car pumping, to raise my body temperature back up to something
This year, in comparison, I could have covered these games wearing Bermuda shorts and sandals.
But just because the weather has been mild so far, it doesn’t mean I expect it to continue. So with winter on the horizon, the freezing temperatures, the ice, and the snow, I’m going to be glad to be inside cozy gyms, doing my job.
Now if I can just get them to turn the thermostat up at the Hommocks Ice Rink, I’ll be set till April.
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