Then there was my family. When it comes to sports, we don't mess around with college. In fact, growing up, I was taught to loathe the Dawgs. We are an NFL breed. From September to February (hopefully!), my kin eats, sleeps, and breathes Black and Gold. We trash talk. We get loud. We get angry. It gets personal and it can get ugly- but I LOVE it! So you can imagine the insanity that was my parents house this past Sunday. And although we weren't named national champs, our six Super Bowl rings say otherwise!
Southerners can have their college ball- Northerns prefer the big leagues! ;)
