In my student days, which date back to before the ubiquitous Internet and even before the ubiquitous cell phone, I was the statistician for RPI's basketball team.
One year, we were scheduled to play Drew University in Madison, NJ. Our schedule said the game was to begin at 2 PM, so we boarded the bus and left Troy that morning to be sure we could get to our destination in time for the game.
We sure did. We got there in time for a 2 PM game, only to discover that there had been a slight misunderstanding about the game time. Drew's schedule called for the game to start at 8 PM.
Drew tried to be as gracious hosts as they could. They gave us something to eat and found a lounge where we could sit around and while away the hours until game time.
But when game time finally arrived, whatever mental edge our guys might have had with them at 2 PM had completely vanished, and we lost to a very bad Drew team.
Drew repaid the visit the next season. They were accompanied by their cheerleading squad, who I guess were inspired by the thought that this might actually be a winnable game for them.
Their team was even worse than they had been the previous year. We beat them by 70 points. But they may have derived some consolation from the fact that their cheerleaders were the best-looking set of cheerleaders I ever saw at an RPI game.