I'm still riding that emotional wave that we all experienced on Saturday night. Turmoil, anger, hope, anguish, relief, astonishment are some words to describe how many of us felt through the game. But something bigger happened to me (twss?)
Anyways, y'all know me kind of. Vol fan in KY, born and raised in Hendersonville (product of Beech - woo Hurd!). This past May, I turned 31....which also marked 31 years of loving the vols. I lived through our best times, and as all of you know, those times left well after our BCS championship, slowly fading away. We've had great wins, but none as big as our victory against Florida in 2004 (Wilhoit, another product of my hometown!) I was at that game and it's one of my favorites to this day and rightfully so.
I often use the word "magical" when I talk about the season where we won the national championship. I was almost 16 years old, and barely had lived enough to let the world rip me apart. We see things differently when we are younger, and that's how I saw that season, and it always gave me a different feeling, like no matter what happened, the vols would prevail, and everything was gonna be ok. The field goal miss in overtime (on the side I was sitting at the game) was magical. I stressed over the Arkansas game, but felt like something would happen, and sure enough, it did. Fast forward to the BCS game (and I've described this in detail before on here), every time it started snowing heavily at our home in Hendersonville, I'd get this feeling that something was about to happen, whether that was followed by a long td catch by peerless price or an INT by Goodrich, it just felt magical.
Growing older, you only find so many things that give you this feeling....for me, seeing my daughters experiencing life, is magical. Saturday night was magical. I hadn't felt that from a football game since 2004. Even when we were down by 14 with a few minutes left, I didn't care....something felt different and I had this feeling that the game would end in a shocker and the emotions were overwhelming. I felt like a kid again.
Anyways, y'all know me kind of. Vol fan in KY, born and raised in Hendersonville (product of Beech - woo Hurd!). This past May, I turned 31....which also marked 31 years of loving the vols. I lived through our best times, and as all of you know, those times left well after our BCS championship, slowly fading away. We've had great wins, but none as big as our victory against Florida in 2004 (Wilhoit, another product of my hometown!) I was at that game and it's one of my favorites to this day and rightfully so.
I often use the word "magical" when I talk about the season where we won the national championship. I was almost 16 years old, and barely had lived enough to let the world rip me apart. We see things differently when we are younger, and that's how I saw that season, and it always gave me a different feeling, like no matter what happened, the vols would prevail, and everything was gonna be ok. The field goal miss in overtime (on the side I was sitting at the game) was magical. I stressed over the Arkansas game, but felt like something would happen, and sure enough, it did. Fast forward to the BCS game (and I've described this in detail before on here), every time it started snowing heavily at our home in Hendersonville, I'd get this feeling that something was about to happen, whether that was followed by a long td catch by peerless price or an INT by Goodrich, it just felt magical.
Growing older, you only find so many things that give you this feeling....for me, seeing my daughters experiencing life, is magical. Saturday night was magical. I hadn't felt that from a football game since 2004. Even when we were down by 14 with a few minutes left, I didn't care....something felt different and I had this feeling that the game would end in a shocker and the emotions were overwhelming. I felt like a kid again.
