I'm starting to feel feelings again...

I told myself it wasn't going to happen anymore.

I said to myself, "Look! You're an adult. You've got a big boy job and you have other things to worry about. I mean, they just lost to Notre Dame."

I tried to convince myself that I could just casually follow LSU and watch the games without getting excited, without wondering why the frick we were running the toss dive one 3rd and 5 for the third play in a row, without wondering if Jarret Lee was every going to get in another game, or if Anthony Jennings was/is a more humble Jordan Jefferson etc.

Well it's Friday afternoon on the West Coast, and my skin is tingling, my heart is beating "Duhhhh Duh Duh Duhhhh", and I'm thinking this is the year Les is going to open up the offense, there's no way Kevin Steele can frick this up, and so many other emotional thoughts that my heart wants to believe but I grew up with Curly Hallman.

I'm a sick frick. A a slave to the Louisiana Saturday night sadist/masochistic experience that my father had exposed me to in the way that parents have chicken pox parties for their kids because becoming an LSU fan later in life just might kill you if your heart hasn't had the chance to develop the strength and elasticity needed to overcome the euphoric highs and the catastrophic lows and the painful and simultaneously exhilarating space you spend the majority of the time not knowing which way to go.

I tell you this as a cautionary tale of what a twisted love affair this has become. Parents, read this to your young children before it's too late.

Once this gets in your blood there's no getting it out. You can never leave. You think you're free and clear and then that ginger from Wedding Crashers pops in your head and like the start of every dirty joke ever told you're looking over your should and there it is.

Not even 1990's Kevin Costner can stop this stalkerish devotion that creeps up onto you every fall.

So go! Make your jokes. Tell me I'm crazy or to GTFO. But you know what, mang? You know what I say to you, mang? I say, STTDB!!

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