Archie Manning having to defend Ole Miss from Lane Kiffin and Steve Sarkisian and I am sitting here thinking about the old days when rivalries were settled on the field and not through a micrphone. I remember walking into Sanford Stadium in 1985 and the smell of boiled peanuts and the sound of the band warming up before we took on Auburn. That stadium felt alive in a way these new buildings with their luxury suites just cannot replicate. You sat on those old wooden benches and you felt every single snap in your bones. The hedges were everything. Now you got coaches chirping at each other through the media like it is a reality show and I am supposed to care about who said what about academic integrity. Give me a Saturday afternoon in Athens with the sun going down and the crowd shaking the stands. That was real football.