Absolutely no running content in this blog entry. Which makes sense, considering there was absolutely no running for me, as the Achilles problem has moved up into the calf somehow. Walking to the stadium was agony. But once I was there...
Anyone who knows me at all knows that if you cut me, I bleed little pigs. If anyone was born to be a Hog fan, it's me. Which has led to a lot of misery and disappointment, with rare intervals of ecstasy (April 4, 1994: January 2, 1978). Today was one of those intervals. We lined up and dominated a very good LSU defense. Cut out the penalties, the turnovers were not crippling, made the big plays in the passing game, and the line just wore them out in the fourth quarter. Could have been worse than 31-23, but I'll take it. If Auburn does what it's supposed to do in Atlanta next weekend, we're going to New Orleans. And I'll manage to be there, somehow. I'll have to juggle the work schedule and do all sorts of shenanigans, but Tyler and I will be there. He's never been to an indoor football game, which will be fun.
Weird coincidence: Our last Sugar Bowl visit was 1980, during my sophomore year at UA. What is Tyler, 31 years later? A sophomore. Oooh-eee-ooo-oooh... | 