Look, if it makes you guys feel better to buy in to this stadium configuration bullshit, then be my guest. Whatever helps you sleep at night.
But open your eyes! It’s a big fat fucking lie. Maybe, just maybe, we can look beyond the surface to see what’s really going on here: Chick-fil-A is the sponsor and they’re running the Peach Bowl with their hard core anti-beef agenda. The Deep Poultry State will go to any length to protect its own interests. Starting, obviously, with banning Bevo from the sidelines.
You know it and I know it: Big Chicken hates everything that Bevo represents. Namely, hamburgers. And steaks. And brisket. And a bunch of other delicious shit that isn’t shitty ass chicken. They live in fear of what having Bevo on the sideline would do to them. Maybe we could appease them if we hung one of those denigrating “Eat Mor Chikin” signs around his neck? Maybe then they would be more inclined to put on their big girl panties and take out a seat or two so we can fit our beloved cow into the stadium? You think that ad campaign was an accident? Fuck. All. That.
If they outlaw mascots only outlaws will have mascots.