For weeks now, I have gone against the one superstition that my family has practiced for years.
NEVER, EVER wear anything Alabama on gameday!!!
The season started well enough, as I held true to my faith and wore nothing affiliated with my beloved Crimson Tide.
We consequently owned the first part of the schedule, and then I went shopping!
I bought this really comfortable pair of Nike Fit Alabama shorts, and these super cool crimson and white knee length Nike socks.(I have a thing about long socks, sue me)
I can't express to you how much I love these shorts! They're great to lounge around on the couch and take in a day of college football.
So what do I do that saturday morning? I put on the shorts and watch in dismay as Bama's offensive number's go on a steady decline. Later on I add the socks, and I'm having Shula redzone flashbacks, wondering how: 1. We actually get down there so much? When 2. we can't ever seem to punch it in.
Then comes the Tennessee game. About 7:30 a.m. my brother wakes me and says we need to prepare for the game.(watch youtube videos of the great Bama-Tenn games from years past. Siran Stacy Explodes is highly recommended)
I get up and bleary eyed, I blindly reach in the closet and pull out a t-shirt and slide on my now favorite shorts and socks. That's right, my dumba** has forsaken everything holy to me and my family as football fans, I'm head to toe Bama!
I'm practically begging us to lose.
What then transpired we all know, and yes it finally hit me midway through the fourth quarter as I took a good look at myself that I had singlehandedly put the whole season at risk. This is all that I could think about as the game slowly started slipping away.
"It's my fault", I kept saying.
I decided to get proactive, even though I truly believed the damage was already done. I pushed down my socks, I took off the shirt and cried out to all parts of the Holy Trinity(another thing my family will unabashedly do when our team is in a fix) as Tenn. lined up for the final kick.
I don't know if it was the prayers, or the shedding the forbidden gameday clothing, but a miracle did happen and I don't think it was a coincidence that our hero is known as "Mount". A lot of important stuff happend on mounts in the bible.
So, in closing:
To the fans and everyone in Bama Nation, I'm sorry.
I'm extremely sorry. We still have a chance at an undefeated season. That was my goal, something we've done here many, many times.
I promise you one thing, a lot of good will come out of this. You will never see any fan in the entire country wear as little Alabama stuff on gameday as I will the rest of the season. You will never see someone push the rest of his family as hard as I will push them the rest of the season.
You will never see a family wear less Alabama gear the rest of the season.