Sports art is about capturing a moment in time, imho. If your anything like me or my wife, you were jumping and yelling as TJ crossed that goal line. Regardless of what happened the next week....or the SECCG...or the BCSCG....in that moment it was great to be an Alabama fan. I'd read all week about how the national media felt like a Bama loss would be good for college football. I'd heard the "where dreams come to die" comment. I'd watched LSU manhandle us for a long stretch of this game. I could see the life draining from our defensive players, slow to get up, hurting....digging deep. CJ Mosley trying to tap out and being sent back on the field. Everything seemed to spell that this just wasn't our day. I remember thinking about blocking a Penn St field goal, goal line stands, and how "our boys" always come through in the 4th quarter.
And then it happened. We made the right call, we executed....TJ navigated his way to the end zone....and I was elated. It was a wonderful moment. I won't let hindsight diminish it for me.