Okay. First of all. The Auburn / Alabama game. Let’s just go ahead and talk about it. Because while I had every intention of writing exclusively about the State / Ole Miss game in this post, Auburn had to go and do something that I did not even know you could do – catch a missed field goal and run it back for a touchdown – and in the process they turned the state of Alabama upside down and gave sports fans the most memorable game-ending moment ever.
Seriously. I’ve never in my life seen anything like it. Probably never will again.
And while I know there are countless GIFs and write-ups and recaps all over the internet, this video has to be my favorite reaction.
“HURRY! HURRY! HURRY!”
Isn’t that adorable? I don’t know Nana, but it’s probably no surprise that I want to be her when I grow up. And I think I’m gonna give “HURRY!” a try in State’s bowl game. Might be a nice change from “COME ON, NOW, SON!”
And speaking of State.
I woke up really early Thanksgiving morning – around 5:15, of all things – and I decided to go ahead and get out of bed because I needed to cook a ham and get packed before we left for Mississippi. I sat down at our kitchen table with my coffee around 5:45, and the sun was just starting to peek over the trees.
When did I get so sentimental about the sun, exactly? And how have I become a person who chases sunrises and sunsets?
I have no idea. But I know that it makes the 19 year-old version of me laugh REAL hard before she crawls back in bed and goes to sleep for the next 14 hours.
It was around 8:30 or 9, I guess, when we left Birmingham, and by the time we got to my parents’ house, lunch wasn’t too far away. We picked up Martha (she was wearing the sweater we gave her for Christmas! the gray one with the roses all around the collar! she looked perfectly darlin’!) before we drove out to my cousin Paige’s house for our big Thanksgiving meal. This is the part where I’m tempted to show you a picture of all the food lined up on the bar in Paige’s kitchen, but I’m not going to do that because I know that most of us have probably consumed more than our fair share of holiday delicacies over the last few days, and I’m afeared that the sight of one more congealed salad or casserole dish full of dressing – delicious though they most certainly were – will send some of you over the culinary edge.
So I’ll just say that the cooks outdid themselves this year and leave it at that.
Sister and I had decided that we were going to leave for the Egg Bowl around 3, so after lunch we visited for a while before we changed clothes (it was 28 degrees in Starkville Thursday night, so smart layering was critical) and headed north for the ballgame (D and my BIL understood that Sister and I were long overdue for some quality time at Davis-Wade Stadium – not to mention that my friend Daphne had offered us two really great tickets – so they stayed at my parents’ house while we made a beeline for Starkville). We traveled a different route than we normally do since we were leaving from Paige’s house, and there were a few times when we got so tickled because as a general rule, folks who drive trucks on two-lane Mississippi highways are accustomed to what I would call a slower travel pace.
I, on the other hand, was ready to GET ON WITH THE FESTIVITIES, so there were a couple of times when I managed some passing maneuvers that would’ve made the Duke boys proud. I wasn’t careless or reckless, mind you. Not at all. But when you’re on a hilly, two-lane road, time is of the essence when you’re trying to get around a Ford F150 that’s traveling at the breakneck speed of 35 miles per hour. GIDDY UP.
Once we hit the four-lane part of the highway, though, we made great time, and we got to Starkville right before sunset. We met Daph, her hubby, and her older son, and after we’d added layers 4 and 5 to our ColdShield ThermaProtection™ (I totally just made that up) (I don’t even really know what it means) (I just know that we looked like we were planning to do some dog sledding), we walked over to the stadium.
And I’m not gonna lie. When we were on the way to our seats and I looked out over The Junction, I felt like the night held some promise.
Oh, did it ever.
The Egg Bowl is one of those games where you’re always mindful that anything could happen. And when State missed a potential game-winning field goal in the last two seconds, it was a little bit of a let-down to think about overtime and what if we lose and THIS WHOLE THING SHOULD BE OVER RIGHT NOW.
But then DAK PRESCOTT.
And then DEFENSE.
And then PANDEMONIUM.
Sister and I must have stayed in the stadium for at least 30 minutes after the game, and all we could talk about was how much fun it was and how much we needed that and how sad we would’ve been if we had watched the game on TV and missed seeing it in person. It was such a blast.
And I know it’s just football. I know it’s just a game. But I can’t think of anywhere I would’ve rather been on November 28, 2013 than in those seats at Scott Field with Daph on one side of me and Sister on the other – and all three of us with cowbells in hand. I’ve always said that the Egg Bowl in 2009 was my all-time favorite football game – and it may well be since D and Alex were there with me, too – but I am here to tell you that Egg Bowl 2013 is running neck-in-neck with it. Because SWEET MERCY, THAT WAS SOME FUN.
So now I’m home in Birmingham again, and Sister is back in Nashville, and Thanksgiving is over, and December is here. There are some Christmas trees in this house that are demanding my attention, and the next couple of weeks are shaping up to be a little on the lively side. But you know what? I feel like I’m ready. Because this past week I had time with my people, and I had time to write, and I had time to travel, and I had time to watch some mighty good college football. That 17-10 ending to the Egg Bowl just made all of it even sweeter.
Hope y’all had a great Thanksgiving – and Happy December to you!