re: Great LSU vs. A&M story

Back in 1968, we took our dog, named "Brutus" because he was so big, over to the old tiger cage. At first, Brutus was oblivious of whichever Mike it was. Mike was staning close to the bars on our side, staring at Brutus like you or I would stare at a ribeye still on the waiter's tray.

Brutus looked up at Mike, then literally screamed and bolted away as fast as he could run! Yes, his tail was tuked, and no, he wasn't ever going to enjoy being on LSU property near that stadium again. We liked to never caught Brutus. Eventually, he allowed us to lead him in a BIG circle around the cage and back to the parking lot that was at the NW corner of the stadium. Brutus did not settle down until the car was headed back to the East!

That was one mean tiger, that Mike. There was never any difficulty in pissing him off to roar at whoever was near his rolling cage while in the stadium. The cheerleaders had a microphone stationed at various points along his route. They'd hold it up near Mike, and he woald roar to beat hell! The crowd always loved it.

I am catching a flight out of Minneapolis in the morning...headed for Dallas. Me and my gf have great seats. Sec 238, row 3. I can't wait!!

Geaux Tigers