First off, let me send my apologies to those who have wives not invested in college football, more specifically Alabama football.
This is a picture the wife took. It was of us holding hands last December, moments before they announced the #4 spot on the college football playoffs. Note the coloring of my hand as it's being squeezed.
When they said Bama, you would have thought Ed McMahon was at our front door. The only time that was screamed louder was the final play of the National Championship.
The stress we feel pre/during games is ridiculous. I'm sick to my stomach miserable most of the time, and she's not much better. This has been the single most enjoyable season of our lives.
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