Oh Say Can You See... The problem with buying a flag the size of Luxembourg, especially one made out of enough cotton to equal its gross agricultural output, is that when it rains it doesn't flap very well. You can see by the majestic billowing of the much more reasonable Liechtenstein-sized flags on the right that the rain was going to be a huge problem, so this monstrosity did not have a chance, save for Tucker giving it a tug and me snapping a quick picture like you're seeing here.
That was really a shame because when I was told on the phone where to look, the big flag was the landmark. And rightfully so, because while everything else in our area had a kind of "I'm saving my money for another 30 pack of Busch Light" quaintness to it, the flag was about the only thing that could stand up to some of the big dogs in the lot.
For example, look at that bus. Like the one in the previous picture, it has a paint job usually reserved for Indianapolis 500 race cars. The actual football team travels very rarely by bus, but when it does, it does so with the ultimate school spirit slogan emblazoned on it: "RED RIVER TRAILS", i.e., a local charter bus company.
Rah rah.