I played in a hs state champ game once when the temp was -7, in BAMA of all the places to be that cold. The only way I could tell I caught the ball was when people started grabbing me, and I was wearing rubber dish gloves over wool gloves. It was so cold that when I speared the punt receiver, my helmet shattered, and since I have a very large head, it took two people to put on the replacement pot, one pulling (me) and one pounding on the top (Big'un the nose tackle). We had people who dislocated fingers walking around in no pain showing you their hand and laughing. Our middle LB had a nose bleed that turned into two red icicles. And the stinkin' Joiner Blue Goose bus got so cold the diesel gelled and wouldn't start. My stupid cousin stuck his tongue on the window glass and we had to pour hot coffee on the outside to get him loose. I have never been so cold in my life. Ever try to get ear muffs inside a helmet?