re: I just can’t get over how great that iron bowl was….

It has been many many years since I got torqued by any game where I was simply a spectator. One thing I have learned over those years is that there are moments when I really do not want my lovely Auburn grad wife or Auburn grad daughters around.

They love football in the south. They love the atmosphere and intensity on campus/in the stadium for a big game in Auburn. They love Auburn more than they actually love the team. For all that is good about what they "feel" about their school and how much they "love" the games, none of them truly understand what they are watching.

I watch games differently than most fans I know. I love to watch the games with a couple of my old team mates because we mentally break down everything on a play by play basis. I was a LB so I see the game from a different vantage point than the other two guys. They bring their understanding from the view point of former DB's. But when my wife or daughters are in the room their views are entirely driven by emotion and that emotion gets in the way of the flow of watching for key decision points that change the path of the game.

I sent my girls to the game in Auburn and I stayed at home in my Bama cave theater with my dogs to watch the game. It was great. I got to watch my way and there was never a moment of emotional explosion that might have set the dogs off...until...I was on the phone with my wife for the last play. The girls were screaming, The dogs were pacing because they could hear momma and sissy were upset on the phone. Then momma said "Bama got so lucky on that last play" that was the point emotions went sideways for me. I pretended the cell connection had dropped so I would not say anything I would pay for over the next several weeks. When their total lack of understanding of what they just saw collided with my analytical pleasure in what I had just seen, I was glad to be in my cave at home.