I'm old enough to remember a game, maybe NU ? on a beautiful fall day. Seats in the upper deck, east stands.
Temperature probably upper 40s with a howling wind. The rain in the face was just icing on the cake.
I'll go one better. For an early November game, the temperature was about 20. The low that day was 8! I think it's still a record low for that day of the year.
Someone behind us threw up all of their internal organs on the bleachers. I was dared to eat an undigested cheese curl from the pile for a rising amount of money. Hate to say it, but at a certain point in the bidding, I was tempted, mainly to disgust the hell out of everyone in the vicinity. But I didn't do it.