All things creative when I'm not at the baseball field
Saturday, October 10, 2009
It's 9 in the morning on Saturday, and we all know what that entails....College Gameday! Today is Alabama vs Ole Miss, and I'm ready for the showdown at the Grove. I miss college football in the South, watching the boys in their blazers and the girls in the cocktail dresses. I miss singing Sweet Home Alabama and Dixieland Delight with 96,000 of my closest friends. Now anybody who has known me for more than 4 years can vouch that I had absolutely no interest in Alabama football (let alone college football), and probably went to 4 games total the first 3 years of college. Then I was assigned to work with them my senior year and was submersed into the world of SEC football. As grueling as the hours and travel was, I was with my best friends and was a part of something that thousands of people would kill to experience. I had the best seat in the house (sideline) in sold out stadiums that hold 100,000 people. I worked with people on a daily basis that were considered Gods by sorority girls and old men alike. I was privy to a culture that I never knew was so fervent and diehard. However, I did have to sacrifice a lot of things for it, I never had a weekend off for a whole semester, I spent Christmas in Shreveport, AL (in the ER with an IV due to a stomach flu). I graduated that following May appreciating what I had experienced, but assuming that I wouldn't care come next fall. Boy was I wrong. I sorely missed Alabama football for all it's worth, and I was stuck up at University of Virginia counting down the days til kickoff. I realized I didn't appreciate what I had til it was gone. However, I am grateful for the memories created, the people I met, and my nickname "Junebug" will forever be a reminder of two-a-days and gatorlites.
My roomie Tommy and his shenanigans on the busride home from Arkansas
Getting off the bus and making the legends walk, one of the most memorable things