My undergrad has started a blog: THE FLAME RUN.
That gawd-awful piece of modern art in the the picture on the blog is "The Flame." A "flame run" was when kids would strip, run across campus, circle the flame, and run back. It would happen at least once a week usually on weekends after much libations. However, I can clearly remember walking across campus one cold winter afternoon (about 3) and seeing a young woman running it.
I never understood why Centre didn't just take the dang thing and drop it off at the dump. I guess they figured if students weren't running around that ugly statue they might take to running around the president's residence.