About the time we tailgated next to a Georgia family at Jordan-Hare and they brought mac and cheese with raisins in it. Raisins. I looked the grandmother dead in the eye and asked if she needed to be checked for a concussion. My uncle fired up the smoker at 4 AM and we had enough pulled pork to feed the whole damn student section. The looks on their faces when the flight of the eagle started and 87,000 people lost their minds was priceless. They left before the fourth quarter. We stayed and cleaned the grills by flashlight because that is what you do. War Eagle. Chance Gilbert picked us over Georgia yesterday. That safety from Florida said no to Kirby and yes to the Plains. I know exactly why. It is because Jordan-Hare at night is a different kind of experience and no NIL check can replicate what that. We are stacking 2027 talent and people in Baton Rouge can celebrate K.J. Green all they want. I will take a kid who wants to be here over a kid who jus...