ROLL TIDE!!
Bama beat South Carolina
and I'm feeling
so danged homesick
for my southern home.
I can't wait for next gameday
on campus.
The sounds blasting
out of the stadium,
the Million Dollar Band

warming up,
playing Yea Alabama!,
referee whistles blowing,
tailgate parties,
the smell of charcoal and beer
and Red and White everywhere.
Friendly people cheering
for their teams,
jeering at the competition.
I miss the Quad before gametime;
Big Al parading around,
greeting children,
little girls dressed like Bama cheerleaders,
little boys with Bama caps
just like their daddies
wearing khaki Dockers and
Bama t-shirts.
Homemade livingrooms
under white tents
on the grassy lawn,
tv's set up and fold out chairs
littering everywhere.
I miss meeting friends
on the Strip,
bars and eateries
welcoming you into their
smoky atmospheres
and playing the Game -
always the Game -
Bama vs. Whoever,
and hoping Bama will win.
That's what I miss.