Today is Saturday, and in the southern states that means one thing and one thing only: football.
More specifically, college football.
Even more specifically, SEC college football.
The world stops, the housework goes unnoticed, the finger-foods go down the gullet faster than Tom Cruise goes through glib comments, and ardent SEC fans whoop and holler at thousands of television screens in stereo. Armchair coaches, sofa-bound defensive coordinators, and backyard quarterbacks cheer, curse, and hotly debate each penalty as it is called, by refs who are obviously biased toward one team or the other. Instant replays are demanded, DVRs rewound, and each commercial break is hailed with frenetic channel changing to see what’s going on at another game.
Roll Tide, Hail State, and Go Backs 
Ah, football… football in the South. I remember those days – you must’ve been 10 or so – when the Tar Heels too the field – and usually lost. Guess we were saving our energy for the ‘real’ college sport – basketball ;^)
Seriously, I have fond memories of marching on the field in the band, tail-gating, getting pink cheesks from the sun and a hoarse voice from screaming. Enjoy… Peace, Linda
You played in the band?? Me too! French horn, all the way up into Mississippi State. Feathered plumes on the hats and all…ahhh, those were the days
I hear you! … it’s the same at my house – with Rugby League. Woot!
xoxo
i admit i like american football. apparently this is funny in canada…