Here's a little story that illustrates my only real gripe about the move to artifical turf. We were sitting at dinner and I told Noah that BG had begun removing the grass from The Doyt in anticipation of putting in Field Turf. Offhandedly, I said, "you know, that probably means we won't be able to go on the field any more after games" because there aren't many places that allow that.
I continued eating, but when I looked up at Noah, he was looking away, because tears were welling in his eyes. "Dad," he said in a wavering voice, "do you think we could go out to Bowling Green before football season and walk on the field at The Doyt just one more time."
Walking onto the field after a home game was one of his favorite things about our trips to BG. We caught B.J. Lane after he carried the Falcons to victory against OU in 2005 and Devon Parks and I exchanged a laugh about both of us wearing #57. We chatted with Pete Winovich and Corey Partridge after last year's nailbiter against Eastern. I can still vividly remember Coach Brandon giving Freak a big old bear hug after the 52-0 win against Western Michigan in 2004.
Seeing the players mingle with family and friends in that North end zone after a game, being on the field and watching the players in front of the band as the alma mater is played, well, it just made it feel like family. I'm sappy, I'm sentimental, but it saddens me that this "tradition" will disappear.
Is this reason enough to have kept real grass? No, I understand that. Still, it's the little things, I think, that make BG football special, at least from this father's perspective. The ability to interact directly with the players as we have for the past several years has been a big one. I fear that is going the way of natural grass.
I'm only thankful I remembered to get some photos of those moments.






