Glad that we got the win, but man, that was some nasty weather. I think that it’s in the worst three games weather-wise that I’ve ever witnessed. First all-time was, and probably will always be, my sophomore year in high school when we played Central of Phenix City. It was about 25 degrees, and it rained the entire night. Hard. I didn’t have any rain protection other than my football uniform. I’m amazed that I didn’t get pneumonia. And to top it off, we lost the game 6-0 to the eventual state champs.

Still, at least one game for every team every year should be played in the rain. Not necessarily a cold rain, but a rain nonetheless. It’s football weather, baby!

Didn’t see any of my friends there at the game. I took a few looks at the student section, and never saw anyone stand out. Did anyone actually go?

To Sis: I know that this is probably not the case, but I swear that I saw Todd Whitcomb at this game. He passed right in front of me about a half-hour before the game started. I didn’t want to say anything in case it wasn’t him, but if it wasn’t, his twin was there.

So now we’re bowl-eligible. Seeing as I’ve never been to a bowl game, I told myself that if we did make it to a bowl, that I was going to do everything I could to find a ticket to it. I hope we go to Nashville. It’d be a relatively easy trip. Although if we went to the Tangerine Bowl, I could stay with Sis and Mike…