Ok going off the regular pattern here…
My heart just got crushed by a football team. I’ve been a Georgia fan all my life, and this year was the first year since 1981 that they were in the National Championship game.
It went to overtime.
And they lost.
Alabama made a miraculous play in overtime that gave them the win.
We made mistakes that in the end cost us the game.
I am very proud of the team, don’t get me wrong, but I cried as that Alabama player ran into the end zone.
Now we rest a bit then start to work on next season. We say goodbye to the seniors, and start looking ahead.
I have faith that next year will be just as good if not better, because we have a tremendous well of talent, and we did make Bama work hard for it, but…
I cried. It hurts. And that’s the truth.