Georgia football returns. Tomorrow.
While we won’t be teeing it up between the Hedges, we’ll still be wearing our red home jerseys.
And I could not be more excited.
(Safe to say I haven’t done much besides watch hype videos and make sure I don’t forget to pack anything for when I head to Atlanta)
Tomorrow is not only the start to the 2016 football season, it’s also the start to my SENIOR football season.
This time three years ago I had never been to a Georgia game. Our first game of the season in 2013 was against Clemson at Clemson. So I went home with my roommate for the weekend because I had no where else to go for Labor Day.
I remember watching the game in her basement with her parents as they were screaming at the TV. To be honest, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know who this team was. I didn’t know who these players were. I was lost.
Then it all changed.
The next weekend we had our home opener against South Carolina.
I still remember the sense of awe I had walking into Sanford Stadium for my first collegiate football game. It was an energy I had never felt before.
And by the end of it I was part of it too.
I was tired. I was sweaty. My throat was sore form yelling “Go Dawgs.” I knew I was in the right place.
Ever since that day my heart has bled Red and Black (I mean I work for the Athletic department. It’s pretty much my job to love the Dawgs).
A girl from suburbia New Jersey who went to one high school football game and watched one college football game in her whole life, became a believer.
A believer in that there’s something magical about those silver britches and “Glory, Glory.” A believer in that s school can have pride in themselves and fight so hard for it. A believer in Georgia football.
At this point I probably sound a little ridiculous but that’s how people act when it comes to something they love. And I love Georgia football. I’ll love it for the rest of my life.
So here’s to the 2016 season!