So for the next several months I will spend many Saturdays sitting in front of a TV screaming my head off. And maybe, just maybe, I will get to bring Bryce to his first college football game. I know Uncle Jason can't wait to take him to Toomer's corner after a big win and watch his eyes light up with the experience. When you grow up in the south, you might as well learn to love it as early as possible.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Fall in the south
I love the south. Even though I was born up north I feel more like a southerner than a yankee. I love the dogwoods and magnolias. I love driving in south Ga and seeing field after field of cotton. I love hearing yes ma'am and y'all. And I love southern food...couldn't live without grits. But one thing you really learn to love when you live in the south is SEC football. Every weekend revolves around it. When I mentioned doing the 3 day walk the first question I got asked was what weekend is it because we have to check the Auburn schedule. I love the friendly "trash talk" that goes on between fans of different schools. When Bryce was 2 his preschool teacher wrote "go Dawgs" on his face (they had face painting at school that day) because she knew I was an Auburn fan. At Bryan's softball game today he told his teammate they lost because he had on a Tennessee visor. It's all in fun (or at least it is until the day that your two schools play each other).
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watched the game on saturday, shame really. wished i could have been thre yelling at the TV with you
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