I have never been so cold in my life. And this includes New York City with my Mom at 5 am outside the Today Show, waving furiously at Katie Couric.
I must say the game was pretty uneventful for the most part. Blake McAdams punted most of the time. That's the only reason I know his name.... he was on the field punting on the fourth down 90% of the time. But we have to support our Bulldogs, so I was there, clapping away with gusto for 4 quarters.
Please notice the agitated black woman behind our heads. She cursed like a sailor the entire game, but the things she would say were actually really funny. None can be repeated on the blog, of course.
Some may disagree, but the highlight of the even for me was the Half-Time Show. It consisted of Taylor Hicks, some girl in a bright red formal and a handful of little kids dancing onstage. Around the stage were random girls in white that seemed to serve no purpose except that they got to where pretty white dresses in 20 degree winter weather. Whatever. I was happily chanting, "Soul Patrol" (no one else was) but then Taylor's microphone went dead halfway through a song. He awkwardly danced with the young kids onstage for about two minutes. It was awkward.
Alas, the score. Who cares. We won.
And Bulldogs rushing the field. Aren't we supposed to tear down field goals when we win?
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