Sunday, January 23, 2011

The Auburn Celebration From The Inside


So, what do you do with 78,000 friends that you either knew or didn't...???

Get to know them, because there was a chance that you'd never get to sit in the seat you had Saturday afternoon at Jordan-Hare Stadium in the Loveliest Village...

It was a General Admission-we might check your bag-we're definitely not going to search you free for all to get to see your favorite football team one last time together ((pictured over there, thanks to me)).

And there were almost as many people in 50-degree weather as there were in a 72-degree climate-controlled environment a few weeks earlier...

There was pomp, circumstance, rah-rah-ing with some cool hooks and some over-the-topness, but that was to be expected somewhat when The Champ Is Here ((capitalization intentional)). Players each wore their new Click-Clack issued warm-up suits. Some spoke volumes through very little and some spoke even more volumes by talking too much. It was a love fest...

And it should have been...

You had the past show up in Dr. Lloyd Nix- the QB of the 1957 champs. And Nix had the most important carry of the day- the crystal football to its rightful place on the three studs it sits on every season.

Heck, when Bill Hancock- the head of the Bee-Cee-Ess- came to the dais, he didn't even get booed. The HQ wasn't really sure how many of the people there knew how responsible he is for the current college football post-season mess. But the HQ is certain that 78,000 people didn't care at present.

It was the last time The Loveliest Village would see Cameron Newton and Nick Fairley on their football field- even if Fairley tried to bear hug the life out of his fellow, future millionaire. And even if Newton tried to shake his leg as if he was getting Nick Fairley smell off his person after the fact.

And it was the first time that they may have heard their head coach cuss- even if the word was, in fact, "Damn."

But the school wisely scheduled the first event before the second event of the day. The Alabama-Auburn basketball game where the visitors from Tuscaloosa had to return the Omicron Delta Kappa Sportsmanship Trophy- which sits on the campus of the winner of the "Iron Bowl and has since 1946."

The football players for the winners were strategically positioned on the end line closest to the crimson-clad for the first half- as well they should be- and received the booty of their November win at half time ((pictured over there, thanks to TBH)).

It's the only time of the year that a student government president gets booed indoors, since the rest of the year they're booed outdoors.

You can't sing from notes and you can sing as poorly as you feel like you should. Since, there is a bit of a conundrum ((that's a big word for "something you gotta think about")) for the President-Singer-To-Be.

Do you really sing as off-key as humanly possible and as quickly as humanly possible just to get the whole thing over with, or do you really put your heart and soul in to it so you represent you own school proudly in the situation...???

Conventional wisdom varies...

Here's the end result of all of that fussin' and fightin' for another year...
((HT: michaelcasagrande and his dailybamablog))


And don't think that TBH doesn't cry every single time she sees the Wes Byrum field goal, either...

It's a National Title...
You're en-title-d...

Now, if someone could direct the HQ toward one of those hats Trooper Taylor was wearing backwards, we'd greatly appreciate it...

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