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I have been a diehard LSU fan living in Lafayette my entire life. Haven't missed a home LSU game since junior high. Went to LSU for about 7 years to get my undergrad degrees and JD. During my life, I have constantly had to deal with the USL/ULL/UL fans that cannot stand LSU. It always puzzled me. We rarely play each other - so I could never see why a bunch of Cajun fans would hate LSU. Back then, most LSU fans did not care one way or another for Cajun athletics or the school.

It became clear over the years that most of the vitriol from then USL fans was about disparity in funding, LSU's influence at the legislature not letting them change their name, and just plain envy. When I was younger I would respond by pointing out the 93-0 beat down given by LSU 80+ years ago. To be honest, the hate from them made me even a bit anti-USL.

But then a bunch of my friends went to USL and some even played ball there. I've attended 3 USL football games in my life - against AU and Bo Jackson in Lafayette in the 80s, a close game in Lafayette against Bama not long thereafter, and their monumental win against A&M around '97.

Since I started attending LSU in the mid 90s, I have felt that we LSU fans need to try to be the better fans in the LSU v. UL pseudo feud. We have all chips. Cheer for a neighbor who has experienced success in baseball, softball and even a bit in football of late. That success is good for the state and for UL, and does nothing to hurt LSU.

Don't get sucked into the hatred. Be above the fray. Crushing them on the field is the answer to any nastiness they have towards us. But in the meantime, offer a Cajun fan a beer and some food at your tailgate, congratulate them on making the Super Regional, and be a good neighbor. Being a good fan to the Cajun fans I know has served me and them some good and even converted a few.

Now please bash me for my long, old man post (my 7th or so post in more than 10 years of lurking).
The Cobb nose and line of cocaine were pomped for homecoming and the sign read, "Two things on the line: Archer's Job and Cobb's nose".

I was like 13 or 14, but I still remember that setup. DKEs at their best.