Howdy Ags:
My wife and I are both proud Alabama Alums (Roll Damn Tide). We love Coach Saban and Alabama football…well, maybe more than we love our kids (j/k). We decided when we were engaged that we would figure out how to budget for season tickets, and would always live within driving distance of T-Town so we could attend every game. In the 7 years since the Mrs. made me the luckiest man in the world, we’ve never missed a home game.
Today we made our first trip to Kyle Field. The Fightin’ Texas Aggies have been such a great addition to the SEC, that we decided to start saving for this road trip a few years back.
We haven’t really had any personal encounters with A&M folks (unless you count hearing Finebaum callers as a “personal encounter”) but we’ve been looking forward to this game at Kyle Field since we circled it on our calendar 3 long years ago.
Well, I’ve gotta tell y’all, we were worried that our non-refundable motel reservations and ticket money would be wasted, because of our recent encounter with other people from Texas.
In week two, we sat next to folks from Texas, that were cheering on the Longhorns. I tried to make pleasant conversation with them so we could discuss our matchup, but they were so rude and classless that any civil conversation became impossible. In fact, the woman in the group (at least I THINK it was a woman) let it slip to my wife that none of them had even attended the school…they were just T shirt fans that had been influenced by the Lame-Stream sports media to worship at the puke-orange altar.
It's disgusting that the SEC violated the "Gentleman's Agreement" and let these woke liberal losers into our conference, and Sankey should have to answer for it
I told my wife that I never wanted to be around any Texas people ever again, and she plans to tell our kids to cross the street if they every see anybody in that ugly shade of orange.
We liked Coach Sark well enough when he was here...well, if he was good enough for Coach Saban, he was good enough for us, but it's obvious that he must be be back on the bottle if he wants to live in a liberal hellhole like Austin.
Anyway, after that horrible interaction with Texas "fans", I told the wife that we should cancel the trip to Kyle Field and eat the financial loss. I had no intention of spending any money in Texas.
The wife was outraged at the thought. She’s every bit the fan that I am, and she’s always wanted to experience the pageantry and tradition of Kyle Field, since she was a young girl. Her father served in Korea, and she'd been hearing about Texas Aggies her entire life. She insisted that we go.
She told me “I’ll bet that we win the game, but I know that we’ll lose halftime”.
Well, she was right on both counts. Although I confess, Coach Saban was lucky to get the win (and a few calls went our way).
Boy, we’d never been to a place as grand as Kyle Field, and we’ve never met such terrific fans before today.
You see, when we first arrived on campus, we had lost our bearings a bit. A very nice fella’ in overalls noticed that we looked confused, and came over and introduced himself. Turns out, he was a retired military vet from the Fightin’ Texas Aggie class of ‘71. He invited us to his tailgate, where we were offered cold drinks and a big bowl of chili. The chili was a bit on the cheesy side (and the wife is lactose intolerant) and beans don’t agree with me anymore, so we passed on the food.
Anyway, our host JimBob and his friends told us many wonderful stories about their time at A&M. JimBob told one particularly funny story about how, when he was a "fish", he was working on y'all's Bonfire, and the fella’s up on top peed on his head! He said that it was a bit embarrassing to get his helmet wet, but he knew it was part of being an Aggie, and soon enough, he’d be the one doing the peeing.
By that time, it was getting close to kickoff, and JimBob and his friends made sure that we knew how to find our seats, and asked us to stop by the post-game tailgate, win or lose. We thanked them all for their service, and for their hospitality.
We wanted to join them after the game, but somehow we got lost, because we couldn’t find them in that spot where we thought they were before the game. I guess we were so blown away by the game day experience at Kyle Field that we got turned around.
Well anyway Ags, as I write this my ears are ringing from the crowd noise today. Kyle is the loudest place we’ve ever been.
I expect the Ags to win out, and look forward to seeing you in the playoffs! Jimbo has y’all on the right track.