Is because it reminds us of how different this sport really is from all the other ones.
College Football, especially in the south, is a grand drama. It’s basically a real life Game of Thrones. Political factions have come and gone, empires have flourished and then crumbled. And it also seems that every year, we lose people who have been the cultivators and storytellers of this incredible history.
This history is SO important. I remember my uncle taking me home from my grandmothers when I was a boy (my mom worked late). And we’d stop by the gas station, get us a coke, and he’d roll down the window, light a cigarette, and start telling me about the history of this program that we love so dearly. How Vince Dooley almost came back home. How only 2-3 games a year were on television, so they’d gather around the old radio and listen every Saturday. He’d talk about Lowder, Raine, Dye, Wayne Hall, Jack Crowe, and many others. This made a lasting impression on me as a kid. I was obsessed with this real life historical drama. I still am.
@Jay G. Tate as many others said yesterday, there was something so special about that article you wrote for Brother Bill. It was a reminder of why this sport is so incredible: because of the people who have made it so. About halfway through the article yesterday, I swear I could smell a Camel Light and diesel fuel. I could see the old block letters in the endzone. And the old scoreboard. And that’s one of the highest compliments I can give.
College Football, especially in the south, is a grand drama. It’s basically a real life Game of Thrones. Political factions have come and gone, empires have flourished and then crumbled. And it also seems that every year, we lose people who have been the cultivators and storytellers of this incredible history.
This history is SO important. I remember my uncle taking me home from my grandmothers when I was a boy (my mom worked late). And we’d stop by the gas station, get us a coke, and he’d roll down the window, light a cigarette, and start telling me about the history of this program that we love so dearly. How Vince Dooley almost came back home. How only 2-3 games a year were on television, so they’d gather around the old radio and listen every Saturday. He’d talk about Lowder, Raine, Dye, Wayne Hall, Jack Crowe, and many others. This made a lasting impression on me as a kid. I was obsessed with this real life historical drama. I still am.
@Jay G. Tate as many others said yesterday, there was something so special about that article you wrote for Brother Bill. It was a reminder of why this sport is so incredible: because of the people who have made it so. About halfway through the article yesterday, I swear I could smell a Camel Light and diesel fuel. I could see the old block letters in the endzone. And the old scoreboard. And that’s one of the highest compliments I can give.
