Our beloved Auburn Tigers took a bad beating Saturday when the Hogs rolled into town. It was certainly not Auburn's best day but I understand that - I am not at my best every day. Fortunately, my bad days are not broadcast on national T.V. and then hashed and rehashed a thousand times by the media.
Despite a disappointing game score, we cut another huge notch in our memory log ! We tailgated with family and friends, got goose bumps watching the fabulous marching band, high-fived the players at the Tiger Walk, shopped at Tiger Rags and J&M, and watched with pride as Will (my grandson) got to meet with the head golf coach at a preliminary recruiting session.
As always, we left there chanting, "It's GREAT to be an Auburn Tiger!"
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Amen, sister! Wouldn't have changed a single thing about the whole weekend...uh, except maybe the scoreboard and my sunburn! Still proud to be a Tiger, though. When we rode through campus on the way out of town Sunday, I got a little verclempt just thinking about ALL the incredible memories I have of that place. War Eagle!
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