Eye of the Tiger - funny story

I attended a college with a tiger as a mascot (and an Eagle, but that is a different story altogether and sparks way too long discussions of a circular topic - but I digress). My senior year I took a job as a hostess for the skyboxes during football season. On homecoming that year (2000) Survivor played a mini concert before the game (being as “Eye of the Tiger” was played at almost every sporting event that was held, and always at football games). Now I must introduce you to Carter. He was the older man (70s at least at that time) who worked guarded the gate entrance that housed the elevators to the skyboxes. He was a tough dude, very stoic to say the least. Well, I got assigned to that gate at the beginning of the season and was bound and determined to make that man my friend - I succeeded (after I graduated I returned for a game and he let me in sans ticket with a wink - trust me, this is a BIG deal!). Back to homecoming... I was upstairs when I heard over the radio that there was a problem with the band at the elevators. I had my suspicions so I went down, and I was right. They had no skybox passes, so per Carter, they weren’t getting in. Oh me! I went up to Carter and told him it was okay, they were with me. That was the end of the discussion - he said, “okay” and I brought them up via the service elevator. I got Survivor through the gate! I will say, that was one of the highlights of my college career. I have a photo with them somewhere in the recesses of a box - sadly this was before digital cameras so I have no idea where it is. Anyways, there is my funny story. So when I hear Eye of the Tiger, I of course sing at the top of my lungs, want to go kick ass at something, and picture Sylvester Stalone, but this memory also works its way in too.