I'm here

I didn't get to see the game, we were on the way to see Grit and Grace in Freeport. I am driving in to Freeport listening on good old WWL...meet the Dargs at the restaurant, ask the gal in there to turn on the TV...they have a dish and DO NOT GET CBS!!!

Order a margarita and go back out to the car to listen on the radio...there is a fiesta in the parking lot being thrown by a gaggle of Hispanics complete with the world's biggest speakers booming the world's loudest Hispanic music...the WWL signal fades in and out...LSU's defense is collapsing....back in for more booze...back to car...going to overtime...a ghetto looking van with about a dozen ladders secured to the roof with duct tape pulls up next to me...much like a clown car from Tijuana, about 15 Hispanic men pour out of the van to go to the fiesta...the very last one out is wearing a, a, a freaking Kentucky shirt. Damn. I knew that was a sign from God that it was game, set and match. So we finish in the restaurant and drive to Freeport High, I sit in the car waiting for all the overtimes to conclude...poor ole Lou just couldn't get it done, and then I went into the play. FREAKIN' THANKS WACO FREAKIN' RAMBLERS FOR SINGING TWO SONGS ABOUT KENTUCKY

Well, I guess there are worse things in life than losing to KY. I was really worried about LSU having a letdown, and it happened, not to mention KY played a heckuva game. Welp, no time to dwell, gotta gut it up and be ready to beat Auburn and get back in the BCS race
