A Dawg Goes Home

G-E-O-R-G-I-A!It was with great anticipation and no small amount of nostalgia that Lee and I traveled to Athens last weekend for the Dawgs final home game of the season. I hadn’t been to a home game in nearly a decade and was starved for the electricity that races around Sanford Stadium. I savored the pride that comes from wearing red in a sea of red and chanting all those bulldog chants along with the thousands of other fans. And while the final score was disappointing, the experience was still a rush.

We had some serious nose-bleed seats on that chilly night, and I yelled until I was hoarse and made a general fool of myself. I glared enviously at the student section where the kids had a much better view. When I was student I didn’t know enough to appreciate the perks of football tickets on the lower level at a price I could actually afford. But I had too much fun at this game to complain for long.

Now if only I could figure out how to squeeze the state of Georgia so that Athens were a bit closer to Savannah, because I sure do miss my alma mater. G-E-O-R-G-I-A!

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