Sadie Hawkins Day

Most baby boomers are familiar with Sadie Hawkins Day – the one day of the year when girls could ask a boy out for a date.   Now in today’s world, that might seem silly – after all, we are living in an era where women have almost equal rights to men.  But back in the early ’60’s when I was starting high school, it was always the boy that asked the girl out for a date.  

I still remember my first Sadie Hawkins Day – it was November 13, 1963.  At my high school, O’Neill Collegiate & Vocational Institute (OCVI), the auditorium was where everyone gathered before school, during lunch period and after school.  We didn’t have Facebook, Twitter or InstaGram in those days – in fact, we were pretty much in the age of dinosaurs when it came to communications.  The balcony that surrounds the auditorium was where banners hung to announce (and promote) upcoming events such as school elections, football games and school dances.  The banners were hand-made by students and they were often very colourful and funny. 

So in early November 1963, I entered the auditorium and noticed all of the banners proclaiming the upcoming Sadie Hawkins Day Dance.  I didn’t know who Sadie Hawkins was or why we were celebrating a day devoted to her.  And because it was my first year of high school (I was 13 years old), I had to rely on my two older sisters to explain what Sadie Hawkins Day was all about.  And when I learned that girls would be calling boys to ask them out, I was both excited  and terrified.  Excited that a girl (or girls) might be asking me out or terrified that nobody would ask me out and that I would be the only boy at OCVI without a date on Sadie Hawkins Day. 

I probably died a thousand deaths in the two weeks leading up to the annual Sadie Hawkins Day Dance, wondering:

  • Will a girl call to ask me out?
  • Will the girl be pretty and built like a brick outhouse?  (My Uncle Fred’s favourite saying)
  • Will more than one girl ask me out? 
  • What if a prettier girl calls after I have already committed myself to another?
  • Who pays to get into the dance – the girl who asks me out or me?
  • What does “Going Dutch” mean?
  • What if nobody asks me out?

But Danny, today isn’t Sadie Hawkins Day – WTPH?

Patience Spanky, patience!

Two weeks ago, the Seattle Seahawks beat the San Francisco 49’ers in the NFC championship game and were headed to the Super Bowl Game in New Jersey.  They would be playing the Denver Broncos, who had won the AFC championship title.

The past two weeks have been filled with the same kind of excitement and terror that I experienced 50 years ago.  Excitement that my beloved Seahawks would be in the Super Bowl for only the second time in their history.  And terror that they were facing the Denver Broncos, who had the best offence in the NFL. 

Those two weeks leading up to yesterday’s game felt like an eternity – just as waiting for a girl to call me was fifty years ago.  As game time approached, the majority of sports writers were prediciting a Denver win.  The betting line favoured Denver by two points. 

On Sunday morning I called my brother Randy in Mister and Misses Auga (Mississauga), who is a diehard San Francisco 49’ers fan, but nevertheless he tried to reassure me that the Hawks would prevail over the Broncos.  I told him I would either be drunk from celebrating a win or drunk trying to deal with a depressing loss.

Yesterday a dream for me came true – Seattle crushed the favoured Broncos 43-8.

And I’d like to say that winning the Super Bowl yesterday was more important than getting asked out on a date by a girl on Sadie Hawkins Day – but it wasn’t.  Because nobody asked me out on that Sadie Hawkins Day, November 13, 1963.






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