i was a season ticket holder for years until kids and work finally made it too hard to keep up. I am in Nashville this morning, after the first game I've been to in a couple of years. It was a win that felt a lot like a loss, but I was really struck by the déjà vu feeling in the stands. For years I sat in front of a guy who spent every game yelling "throw the damn ball Dooley." I spent years sitting around people yelling "run the damn ball Bobo.' Yesterday, I sat in front of a blow hard who started in on Lambert on about his second pass, ultimately yelling, "Lambert, you are trash!" He did this in between regaling his son with incorrect explanations of rules, the statement that Bauta is a redshirt sophomore, and that Jacob Eason's father used to play QB for the Patriots.
God, we have a lot of moron fans. I don't mind morons, I just wish they wouldn't always be so intent on preventing on proving it over and over.
God, we have a lot of moron fans. I don't mind morons, I just wish they wouldn't always be so intent on preventing on proving it over and over.
