Well, OK. I can remember my father telling me this story.
My father attended RPI for a couple of years in the 1930's as a pre-dental student. Of course, that was before Ned Harkness brought hockey to prominence at RPI, so the major winter sport was basketball.
I'm not sure what kind of a scoreboard they had at the '87 Gym back then, but apparently it did not have an electronic clock with an automatic buzzer. The time was kept at the scorer's table, and the timer would shoot off a gun when time expired at the end of the half.
My father said one time somebody smuggled a rubber chicken to a game and took it up to the running track above the court.
When the gun went off at the end of the first half, the guy with the rubber chicken heaved it over the railing, and it came sailing down from the running track and landed smack in the middle of the court as the crowd dissolved in hysterics.
So I guess I'd have to admit that the melting snow wasn't the only thing that ever dropped in.
I have a feeling this wasn't what Jericho had in mind, but at least I thought harder.