From Gainesville With Love, An Open Letter To Alabama Fans

David RussellCorrespondent INovember 29, 2009

TUSCALOOSA, AL - NOVEMBER 07:  Fans of the Alabama Crimson Tide cheer against the Louisiana State University Tigers at Bryant-Denny Stadium on November 7, 2009 in Tuscaloosa, Alabama.  (Photo by Kevin C. Cox/Getty Images)
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Well, here we are again and we all knew this was coming. Heck, I bet some of you bought your tickets to Atlanta last February.


Like a juggernaut Army, our football teams have laid waste to the SEC landscape, leaving crying children and jealous alumni wondering to their cars in the parking lots pouting and wondering what future seasons could bring. These are momentous times for both of us, and much is at stake for both teams.


For you, Alabama fans, it is an ascension back to some rightfully owned parking spot at the elite football club. For us, it is an attempt to make one of the most historic runs in college football history. And like a Cowboys-49ers NFC championship game in the mid-90's we both know this is the real game.


Ultimately, this is the one that really counts.


Sure, before the season, many of you were probably humble. And and like us, when asked by some random SEC fan how we thought the season would turn out before the season actually began, we shrugged our shoulders and said “It will probably be us and Florida, but you never know.”


In the end, that was not the truth, you knew this was coming, and surely you knew your Crimson flags would fly high over the SEC west but you didn't want to seem pompous or over confident.


Like us, you know your team is the cream of the crop, the pride of the SEC west, led by an intense and confident coach who rarely sweats under pressure. And in this time of thanks, let us all be thankful that our teams are at the top of the SEC pile, and in turn, the top of the college football world.


Tebow and Ingram, Jones and Haden, Dunlap and Cody, Spikes and McClain, Saban and Meyer. These are the names we will be recanting to our grandchildren and names sportscasters in the NFL will be uttering to their audiences for many years to come.


Like Generals assessing their armies through binoculars, our teams have been under the respective microscope of each others fans.


From 400 some odd miles away, each of us have discussed endlessly what this game will look like almost all year long; what advantage one may have over the other, which players will ultimately end up looking overrated, and which ones will be heroes, forever intertwined and revered in each others history and lore.


Last year may not matter, but you know Meyer can figure out a way to beat you. We know how good Julio Jones and Mark Ingram are, even if we have little regard for your prototypical quarterback and we also know Saban is foaming at the mouth to avenge the loss from last year.


We fully expect nothing short of war under those Atlanta lights and we know that your team is probably the only one that can competently provide that war.


So let's have fun this week, with both of us being undefeated this is, in all likely-hood, the biggest game in SEC Championship history. Bust out the grill, say a prayer, call up the friends and let the banter begin.


If you are going to Atlanta, then fill the bars (I hope to) and special events with Crimson Red and Orange and Blue, for we are the pinnacle of college football and no one can take that away from us.