Because I've always been moving, Bama games are a tough ticket for me. But by far the worst experience
was the 1998 MSU game at Scott Field. How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways.
1) 1130 kickoff, JP telecast
2) Raining
3) If Arkansas lost we had a shot at the West title (lo and behold this is the same day Clint Stoerner laid the
ball down and Tennessee's miracle continued).
4) State ran the opening kickoff back well into our territory and then JJ Johnson ran it down to about the five.
They punched it in and another and even though the final was 26-14, it never felt that close even when we
closed it down to 20-14.
5) This was the week after the LSU miracle, so hopes were high.
6) Those (expletive) cowbells
7) Riding home in the rain afterwards
The next year, I got tickets to a Braves-Expos game. We were coming back through Tuscaloosa and my wife was
open to us stopping at the Tide game in T-Town. We opted not to do so.
That was the La Tech loss, Stallworth to Cangelosi. Glad I didn't go.