Three Feminists for Colbert went to the game on Saturday to see Colbert pitch a pint of Americone Dream. Here's the story:
Taylor reports, "We totally missed Colbert because we got downtown 15 min later than our original meeting time and then I left the tickets in the car when we were a block away from the car :(. Then it started to pour down rain!"
Photographer Margaret explains, "Here is Grace just before we went into the Joe. She is wondering if it will, in fact, rain. (It will.)"
Here we are in our seats trying to stay strong even though we missed Colbert's pint-pitching.
Us, not even wet yet -- trust me. Are still optimistic that somehow the rain will go away and the sun will come out.
Ultimate broken heart sadness.
Taylor says: "We got soaking wet and looked like wet rats, but it wasn't all bad."
Colbert, is this you also leaving the game? If it is, you ran a red light and we are going to tell on you.
Taylor reports, "We went to my apartment and dried our clothes, watched Harry Potter (the second one) and then went to Sonic."
Thus ends the sad story of FFC at the Riverdogs game.