It's always interesting to see how a city that revolves around a college and lives for football Saturdays comes together for one common purpose- to cheer on our tigers.
Today I actually laughed when I saw some girls with orange solo cups on campus. I can't even remember the last time I saw a red one. I've only seen orange and blue ones since moving here. Then I think about the number of balconies with orange lights on them. Auburn, Alabama- the only place where orange lights aren't just for Halloween.
For those who know me, seeing me embrace being a football fan is an unusual sight. I was born and raised an Auburn fan, but football (well sports in general) has never really been my thing. I never knew that simply living here could change that about me.
If I don't get to watch the game I feel like something is missing from my Saturday. This realization hit me on Saturday as I watched the last few minutes of the game amongst other fans and when that last touchdown happened and the bar erupted in celebration I hugged a stranger. A moment of true happiness paired with the adrenaline of the room, no one at that point wearing orange and blue was a stranger.
Now, there are haters everywhere and that's ok. Because an Auburn fan does not let that affect them. A fan is a fan now when we are winning and they were fans last year and they will be fans in the future.
This is why things like #TennesseHateWeek don't actually start trending here. It's not about tearing others down, but instead focusing on building up our own team. This becomes especially important in the upcoming weeks and the impending and infamous Alabama game.
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