The quarterback throws the ball deep downfield, and as I turn my head to see if it will be caught, I stare directly into the face of a cheerleader who has somehow invaded the press box. She's holding a large cardboard carton. Somewhere out there, beyond the carton and the cheerleader, a wide receiver has a gaggle of tacklers in hot pursuit.
"Will you draw for our raffle and announce the winner?" she asks.
"What raffle?" By peering under the carton I'm able to see part of the action. The receiver goes down close to the goal line.
"The junior class is raffling off the game ball," she explains. "We thought if we did that...."
The ball appears to be rolling away from the pile of players.
"Fumble," I intone into the mike.
It's a helmet.
"It's a helmet," I intone.
"...so they'll pick one of the footballs to give away, but they have to come to the dance to get it, so could you announce that, too?"
"What dance?" I stand up with mike in hand, trying to see over her head and the carton. The ball is now back near midfield. How did it get there? What in hell is happening?