One funny experience was going into a Walmart with my Tennessee gear on. An old man greeted me with a big “Roll Tide.” His wife smacked him, and he just said “She had to know that was going to happen to her.” Well, it was definitely not the last Roll Tide we heard. In fact, the folks in Tuscaloosa say it ALL.THE.TIME.
We had fun seeing the tailgating scene and also hanging out with my niece, Allie, at her ROTC tailgate.
Saw lots of interesting-looking people from both fan bases.
It was beautiful weather at the game, and Tennessee was so dominant in the first half that we were enjoying watching the Alabama faithful get more and more depressed.
We took these selfies during half-time, right before Tennessee self-destructed. There were no more photos.
Maybe next year . . . . .
