A Love for College Football Tailgating: An Interactive Article

In an earlier article, I stated that I can wait for college football season to start.  That was mainly talking about football and clinging to LSU’s success of last year.

However, as we find ourselves in mid-August, I find the itch returning (and not the one I use a topical cream for).  While I could still stave off the football thirst a little while longer, the urge to tailgate has just become too great.

Ladies and gentlemen, I am a shameless tailgater—and I’m not afraid to admit it.

When I say I’m a tailgater, I’m not one of these guys who shows up two hours before kickoff, drinks your beer, eats your food, and leaves.

I’m the guy with the tailgate spot.  I’ve been in the same place since 1995.  I’m one of the stops you make on the way to the game.

My team is LSU.  We have 7:00 pm kickoffs.  On game days our stadium holds 92,000-plus, but our campus welcomes 125,000.  Why?

Tailgating, that’s why.

I get up when the sun starts thinking about whether it’ll go in to work that day.  I’m out at our tailgate spot when the mosquitoes haven’t called it a night yet.  On a good day, we’ll get in 12 hours.

I live in Southern Louisiana.  Many men have their hobbies down here.

I don’t fish, I never hunt, and I haven’t picked up a golf club in years.

I tailgate.

I’m out of pocket for seven weekends a year.  If you need me, you’ll have to come to Tower Drive in front of Coates Hall on the campus of Louisiana State University.  That’s where I’ll be for every LSU home game, rain or shine.

I’ve missed one tailgate in 10 years, and that was my mother-in-law’s wedding.  I still showed up just in time for kickoff.

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