Thursday, September 2, 2010
the Girls of Fall
Like a paycheck at the end of the month or dinner when you don't think you can wait a single second more before you faint dead away from starvation, football season is upon us.
At long last.
My compatriot Leslie and I are kicking the season off in Columbia, South Carolina, where, we hope, the Gamecocks will pulverize the Southern Miss Whatever-they-Ares. Oh, who am I kidding. I could care less if Carolina wins or loses. I just don't want to miss the first shot of the season to watch the boys of fall pass around a pigskin.
It has been entirely too long.
I've missed you, Kirk Herbstreit.
Hook 'em, 'Horns.
And you Louisville Cardinals? Watch out for the Wildcats.
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