Holy Lord, where do I begin?
I hate LSU. I hate their fans, I hate their bars, and I hate that their stadium and team constantly rival ours in greatness.
If I could punch every Tiger student in the face, I would. Line 'em up because they probably deserve it.
Throughout the Southeastern Conference, you will definitely encounter some Southern hospitality. Not here. Not a chance.
The only fans who rival the tigers in sheer obnoxiousness are my Gators. Those Cajuns are crazy as all hell.
When we lost in 2007, an old wasted couple (and I mean 60s and .08 at the VERY least) threw their bourbon and coke on me while they were cheering. Accidental? Maybe.
But the in-your-face mocking by every LSU fan as I exited the stadium was not. Even when they play in the Swamp, they think they're a class above.
This year, I was taunted by a FAMILY as I walked into Ben Hill Griffin Stadium. Seriously. The eight- year-old kid called a girl I was with a bitch, and his parents laughed.
I want nothing more than a complete shoutout at Tiger Stadium in 2009.
Bring it on LSU fans. I'll be back, and this time, I'll be sure to be drunker and more annoying than ever.