Many of you, if not most, know that I am an extremely dedicated, dyed-in-the-wool (another funky expression), hardcore, die-hard Alabama Crimson Tide fan. Yes, I hail from the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania, and no, Penn State is not my favorite team. They are a very close second, but I went to Temple University and, sadly, remember sitting in the stands several times watching the Blue & White crush my Owls...which, if you think about it, deserved to be beaten. Seriously - the Owls? Embarrassing...but (as usual), I digress. This year, too, the Owls actually might win their conference AND go to a bowl game. The University of Miami hired their head coach, while they managed to hire Florida's former Offensive coordinator and assistant head coach under Urban Cryer...er, I mean Meyer. All in all, every team I pull for might have an exceptional year!
So how did a kid from PA come to be such a faithful Alabama Crimson Tide fan? I remember watching college football when we were kids and there were always certain programs that excelled. We always heard the names of Nebraska, Oklahoma, Penn State, Notre Dame, Texas, and Alabama. We're talking programs with tenure. I suppose I always had respect for the Bear and the Program. Ah, the program.....I just loved watching them. Like PSU, Bryant and Paterno had programs with class that could win. A lot.
Programs that were known even when they weren't having the greatest seasons, too. They were known and talked about consistently mainly because of their coaches. Osborne, Paterno, Bowden, Brown, Bryant...and now the Sabans, Stoops, Meyer (retired), and Paternos of this game. Yeah, Joe is still there. After eclipsing Bear Bryant's mark for most victories in a career, he kept going...and, like the Energizer Bunny, he keeps going. Timex watches have stopped ticking...yet, Joe remains. He is an institution. One of my favorite pictures is of he and Bryant before a Sugar Bowl game. I won't post the picture of "The Goal Line Stand." when 'Bama stopped Penn State on 4th and goal to win the National Championship. can't do it. Too many friends still in PA. At least they were friends before I wrote this...and, quite honestly, I don't have to show a picture. I mentioned a few times - get the idea?
So there it is - it's only 40 days until we start this season again. It's 40 days until the journey for an unprecedented 14th national Championship begins anew. The detractors will complain that all those titles aren't recognized. yeah, well...whatever. Who's got more? Nick Saban can never erase the memory of Bear Bryant...nor should he. He has, however, already etched his name in the lore that is Alabama Crimson Tide Football. Yes, at some schools they play football. At Alabama, we live it. Saturdays down south, especially in the SEC, are religious experiences....and we all get to be a part of it...and the new season...in a mere 40 days.
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