Jayhawk Tiger

AN OPEN LETTER TO MY BELOVED LSU TIGERS

The final chapter of the greatest college football ride will be written soon. It’s been a great story, written by a coach no one really wanted, a team no one really noticed, and a qb no one really knew. Together they grabbed the greatest fan base in the world, tossed them in the back of a beat up truck, and gave them the most exhilarating, bone jarring ride over the pot holed dirt road of a football season…. ever.

Ed Orgeron failed miserably at Ole Miss, and was denied the coaching job at USC because he didn’t sound refined enough. He only wound up leading LSU because Tom Herman played Joe Alleva like a kazoo.

For almost a decade, LSU was known as a good 9-3 team with a neolithic offense who terrified out-of-conference opponents and got owned by Alabama….
Every
Stinking
Year…..

Joe Burrow was looked upon as maybe a more polished Zach Mettenberger. Great arm, good guy, might make a decent coach someday.

And then……

shite happened.

Maybe it’s silly that a group of young men that we don’t know, and will probably never meet, can lift us, the fans, up, and make us scream, holler, and cry because they’re good at playing football. But I don’t think it is. I think to be a fan is to take everything your team does personally, to share the joy and anguish, and to pity the puzzled who don’t get it and never will.

SO much stuff, so many great moments, so many heart stopping, jaw dropping moments that half the time we were still gasping for air while the LSU Fighting Tiger Football Team was already cranking out another one. And it has all led to this. This final game,

this final chapter…

Know this: Win or lose, we love you guys. Win or lose, you are our Beloved Tigers. Win or lose, we thank you for this once-in-a-lifetime ride. But as fans, we must also tell you…. DON’T LOSE!

Champions finish. They finish strong. Go finish. Go be what you have been all season, and those poor bastards won’t know what hit them.

We love you guys…….