This guy seemed pretty determined, he slowed down and kinda pulled to one side when I passed, so behaving rationally, like he knew exactly what he was doing. I can only guess what he was up to.
My father went to VT. My uncle went to VT. My brother-in-law went to VT. I went to VT. My son went to VT. I saw my first VT game in 1962. Can you top that? First time in my life anybody's ever called me a Hoo.