I am unfortunately old enough to have attended a number of games at Archbold, all in my teens.
The first one I attended was a beautiful fall game. It was sunny, it was warm, it was wonderful. I suspect if I had chosen one of the games I later attended, I might not have become a die hard fan.
One of the next games I attended, the weather was not as nice. It was a cold overcast day. It poured the whole game. Archbold may or may not have been engineered to drain heavy rains away from spectators. Since it was one of the first true football stadiums, I doubt this was a consideration. If there were provisions to steer the water to places avoid from where the fans sat, they had apparently decayed or been removed.
What I do know is by 1972, when it rained at a game at Archbold, the water formed rivers that ran from the top of the stadium to the track below. My seat was in the middle of a river of really cold water that rode through the buttock area of my pants and made me question why I wanted to live. Some of it went down my pant legs and streamed into my shoes as frigid tributaries.
Eventually some fans not far from me got disgusted and left and I moved over a few seats. And shivered uncontrollably the rest of the game.
Another game at Archbold was played late in the season,. It started to snow out of nowhere, like we see in CNY all the time in the winter. And it kept snowing.
The game was close and I was wrapped up in it when I finally moved a bit. Big crushing sound as a large amount of snow and ice that had formed on my lap and my coat broke off and fell to the ground. That day was the first time I experienced ice forming on my eyebrows. That was disturbing and my and my friends had a good laugh looking at each other with our new looks. Then the snowflakes started freezing after landing our our eye lashes. That is pretty scary when that happens to you.
Anyway, my memories of watching football outdoors in Syracuse are not so great. I can live with watching games in a dome a while longer.