Andy staples brian kelly to georgia12/28/2023 ![]() ![]() From drunk LSU fans grilling meat for practice to jubilant Utah State fans cheering as their head coach holds a potato bowl over his head. From CLANGA CLANGA CLANGA at Mississippi State to silent waving at Oklahoma State. From War Eagle at Auburn to Chief Osceola at Florida State. From the tunnel walk at Nebraska, to "Sandstorm" at South Carolina, to "Enter Sandman" at Virginia Tech, to "Jump Around" at Wisconsin. Welcome to college football, where this all makes sense. It is always changing, and it never changes. And in stadiums throughout the country, men wearing the same-colored shirts yell at and/or tussle with each other because of the plays being called by a well-paid man in a box across the stadium from them. In stadiums throughout the country, men wearing different-colored shirts, with perhaps incredibly similar backgrounds, yell at and/or tussle with each other because of the actions of a bunch of 19-year olds wearing similar colors. Winning this ridiculous trophy is one of the program's finest moments. The trophy they receive is basically a crystal bowl of potatoes. In Boise, Idaho, Utah State beats Toledo in the Famous Idaho Potato Bowl. In Shreveport, Louisiana, local Louisiana State fans show up at the Independence Bowl, a game in which their team isn't playing, just so they can get some tailgating practice. 2 The collies are buried facing the south scoreboard so theyâll always know how the home team is doing. In College Station, Texas, proud Aggies cheer along with male yell leaders dressed like milkmen, repeating chants that you don't understand and nodding quietly to the collie graveyard on the north end of the stadium. In Clemson, South Carolina, the home team pats a rock and runs down a hill to thunderous applause. The fans don't clap along, of course they wave. In Stillwater, Oklahoma, the Cowboy Marching Band plays "The Waving Song" after the home team scores. In Starkville, Mississippi, home fans clang cowbells incessantly, and they are the only fans in the country allowed to do so. (The team's nickname is the Tigers, by the way.) In Tallahassee, Florida, a student is given a scholarship to dress up as a Seminole chief, ride into Doak Campbell Stadium on a horse named Renegade, and plant a spear into the ground. A retired eagle still hangs out on campus. In Auburn, Alabama, a town of 53,000, up to 87,000 people show up to watch an eagle fly around a stadium. It is so fun you can occasionally catch members of the visiting team joining in on the sideline. In Madison, Wisconsin, after 45 minutes of play, the home crowd jumps along in disturbing unison to a decades-old song from faux-Irish rap group House of Pain. In Blacksburg, Virginia, engineering majors make an equal amount of noise following the opening notes to a classic rock song from Los Angeles-based Metallica. ![]() In Columbia, South Carolina, old Southern men yell and wave towels to the pulsating beat of a nearly 15-year old song by Finnish trance DJ Darude. In Lincoln, Nebraska, 85,000 people make an incomprehensible amount of noise watching on an enormous jumbotron as 100 young men walk through a hallway. And it's still pretty good when the weather is temperamental. ![]() When the weather cooperates, there is nothing more relaxing. I do not overtly fear change in my day-to-day life, but I like my tailgates the way they are. The grilling equipment gets upgraded from time to time, and lord knows there are more children here than there used to be, but there is comfort in familiarity. It's the same people, the same chairs, and the same tent with the same team colors each year. The bottle is open, there are hours before kickoff, and it's time to settle in. (if your team is unlucky enough to draw an 11:00 a.m. ![]() Right now, it's just beer, even at 8:00 a.m. After Halloween, I'll bring in growlers of the local pumpkin ale. At Homecoming it's all about the Bloody Mary with the infused vodka. Within 30 seconds of my arrival, Seth hands me a beer, as he has for just about every tailgate I've ever attended. ![]()
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