Letting it all hang out...

I didn't grow up passionate about Alabama football. I was "raised" an Auburn fan.

I went to my first Alabama game in 1979 when I transferred to UA from UAB. I arrived at the game hoping Alabama would lose (to Baylor). But by halftime, I was an Alabama fan and I can never see myself as an Auburn fan now. It took me over.

It was the best of times... Bear Bryant was there, Bama was ranked and won the national championship that year and I was a student. What more could you ask!!?!

Over the years, Alabama footaball has been where I let it all hang out. On Saturday, Alabama played LSU to the best of it's abilty and almost won. It was about as exciting as any game I've ever been to. It might even rank up there with that 1979 loss to Notre Dame 7-0. We had so many chances to win, to score, yet me never did. The students stood and screamed for almost 3 1/2 hours.

Over the years, Alabama football is where I let it all hang out. I yell, I scream, I dance in my seat, I jump and celebrate with my seat mates who some I only see in
Sec N, Row 49 on any given fall Saturday.

It's my outlet, my let it all hang out. One of my purposes in life for sure. There's nothing like it. For 3 1/2 hours, nothing else on earth matters and from Sweet Home Alabama to Basketcase to Rammer Jammer... we are the Crimson Tide!

Yeah Alabama, Crimson Tide!... Rammer Jammer Yellow Hammer, Giv'em Hell Alabama!!!!

... how do you let it all hang out?