When
people tell me members of my alma mater are obnoxious and yell horrible things
at the opposing team, not to mention that wonderful ditty we penned for Alabama
fans, I don’t understand the problem. Are they Tiger bait or not?
By
now, from the looks of the photos posted here (no Crimson on my blog, thank you
very much), you’ve probably caught on where I went to school. Yes, I’m a Tiger
from LSU, part of the rocking Southeastern Conference that’s a serious group of
powerhouses.
And
yes, we’re a weird group of people to the rest of the nation. On any given
Saturday night, the population of small cities gathers around SEC stadiums.
There are cookbooks, as in plural, celebrating out tailgating ways, much of
which could be served in the finest New York restaurants. And we dress. Well, I
don’t wear my finest because I don’t want to worry about cleaning bourbon and coke from my good clothes. But if you’ve been to The Grove at Ole Miss, you’ll know what I’m
taking about.
This
is not your average college football.
Yes,
we’re weird when it comes to football. What’s the problem?
P.S.
Email me if you want to hear the Bama ditty.
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