I hadn’t planned on going to another University of Georgia football game this season (the last one was the season opener and it was hotter than a well seasoned cast iron pan in a fire). But when my colleague Keith Herndon offered a ticket for the last game of the season, I couldn’t say no.

Not because I was dying to go again (the weather was the polar opposite – cold and damp). And not because I just had to see who runs the state as the Bulldogs dismantled Georgia Tech.

Keith has been to every home game since the 1979 season. Think about that – forty years of dedication to his team. You don’t pass up an opportunity to celebrate with a friend, so I didn’t.

But it was pretty raw out there … right up to the end.