In fact, I was so unsurprised by the outcome of the game that I completely forgot I had gone and taken pictures. But here they are; a week late is perhaps better than never.

I am posting the homecoming pics now for the same reason I went to the game in the first place: it seemed like something I should do. I had never been to a college football game; tickets are free, and it's one of those things I thought I should do before graduation.

As I should have expected, nothing particularly noteworthy happened. The lackluster game (versus Princeton) ended with an anticlimactic fumble, and the two teams lined up for a handshake before time even ran out. Way to give it your all, Columbia. The marching band did very little playing and even less marching; the cheerleaders didn't do much of anything. Even the jeering was pathetic: Princeton's best attempt was a mostly illegible banner making fun of our baby blue school color; Columbia's best attempt was a joke over the loudspeaker about dishonored former governor Spitzer being a Princeton alum. Hitting absolute rock bottom, even the masses of sorority girls who had been drinking since 9 AM failed to do anything crazy or hilarious.

Absolute tragedy? That would imply that people had high expectations and actually care about Columbia football. More like a few wasted hours compensated for by the pleasant fall weather.