But here's what I captured:
Into the calls of "heads up!" "Quick Mom, the OFF!" and "Can I go to the concession stand again?" creeps a somewhat sinister recollection.
It's impossible to know when it began or who instigated the story. Perhaps one dark muggy night some eager, imaginative, and spooky child saw a weird shape or shadow, and the Goat Man was born.
Afterwards, it became a kind of a contest among the youngsters -- "Have you seen him?" "Yeah, me and Mike saw him last night!"
Kids hung around after games trying to surprise him or checked for goat printed in the mud. Mothers yelled for reluctant-to-leave little ones, urging them to "Remember the Goat Man!"
The Goat Man supposedly has the head of a man with goat horns and beard and the body of a goat. He smells as goats do, not too great. Several stories circulated as to where he slept and ate.
One version held that he lived in the Southwesern Biologicals building. Indeed, some said he was created there. Other claimed he lived in the old concession shack. Still others insisted he lived in the USA restrooms and hid in the surrounding fields when human beings occupied the grounds.
There was also a rumor that he loved hot dogs and french fries from the concession stand, a fitting tribute to all the women who toiled there so diligently. One source said he ate garbage.
Obviously the Goat Man had quite a following. Several Pee Wee players absolutely insisted on having seen the creature. Some admitted to having difficulty sleeping after they're contact with him, or even after heading about him.
Seemingly no amount of adult persuasion could deter belief in the colorful fellow. Thus the legend began and flourished.
It remains to be seen whether football season will foster and further embellishment to the story. At any rate, Loch Ness had a monster; the Himalyays have the Yeti, the Northwest has Big Foot; and Sagemont Beverly Hills has the Goat Man.
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