All right people, we have approximately 10 hours to burn while pretending to perform our daily tasks (work, interacting with non football fans, communicating with our significant other)...So let's burn some time.
I'm not even all that superstitious but even I have a set game day program. I know I am not alone when I say that every procedure and every detail takes on much more significance for a game like this. Sure, I got sloppy and didn't stand up for the first kick off for Western Kentucky, but there will be no deviations from protocol tonight.
First is the cooler of Natty by the couch. No less than a 24 pack and absolutely buried in ice. My ragged script logo coozy in hand. One box of Chicken in a Biscuit crackers. Don't know how this started but it's locked in now so I just live with it. For dinner it's home made pizza. I make my crust from scratch and for this game nothing else will do except my marginally famous "Roll Tide" pie. Seared linguica, pepperoni, sweet white onions, ricotta cheese globs, and a drizzle of home made BBQ sauce. The crimson coaches polo shirt does not go on until all cooking is complete in order to avoid any fumble inducing stains. Beer in hand, heart rate up, eyes wide....kickoff
Then comes the most reliable tradition of all. Pacing, yelling, cussing, occasionally collapsing on the ground, frantically checking my phone for RBR game thread updates, nail biting, texting other fans, anxiety, triumph, love for all.