I had just recently moved to Atlanta in 2012 and I watched the SEC championship in my new apartment. I forgot I had moved to Atlanta for a brief moment right after the game because I ran outside and started screaming Roll Tide we headed to the ship!!!

When I got about a half mile away from my apartment it then dawned on me, frick, I’m in Atlanta. I started looking around and noticing frustrated fans on every other door step either pacing or smoking frantically.(I lived in the Walton on the chattahoochie complex so it wasn’t exactly thug life but there was some rough looking dudes lol)

As soon as I realized where I was I froze.(pitch black outside for the most part) The celebration quickly went from I can’t believe this awesome shite!!! to omg I’ve got to get back to my apartment (alive). Without another smile or victory yell I sprinted back, hurdling benches, cutting through bushes, running in front of traffic, didn’t matter I was gone.

Got back to the apartment and shut the door and chain locked it. Then after I listened for noises outside for a minute and made sure I was in the clear, I started yelling again. But a little more quite lol

Yeah, I’m a internet tough guy.

That being said, I got a bro that works at Turner studios and he graduated from Auburn and I’ve never heard him more genuine when he told me he prayed that Alabama would beat them in the natty lol

This post was edited on 2/13/18 at 7:09 am