So, I'm 59 and was just beginning to drive during the Herschel years. We were the talk and envy of college football fans across the land. Since then, we've had to endure some down years while watching others rise and fall. Yesterday morning, I picked up my wife and her best friend in Galveston after they went on a short "girl trip" cruise to Cozumel and took them to breakfast. I was wearing some black gym shorts with a white Georgia t-shirt and black UGA visor. As we were leaving the restaurant, a guy about my age stopped me and said "I sure am glad we only have to play y'all about every other year". I asked who he pulled for, and he said "Alabama".
