Sometimes that shark grow gator looks right at ya. Right into your eyes. And the thing about a shark grow gator is he’s got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll’s eyes.

When he comes at ya, he doesn’t even seem to be livin’… ’til he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then… ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin’.

The ocean turns red, and despite all your poundin’ and your hollerin’ those sharks grow gators come in and… they rip you to pieces.

So, anyhow, that was pretty much what it was like during last night’s rain delay at Security Service Field at Mile High.