AdamBomb

June 29th, 2017 at 1:59 PM ^

September 9th will be like Christmas morning for this "grown" man. Every home opener is like a neatly wrapped present under the tree, except instead of socks and ill fitting dress shirts, the presents will be witnessing highly intoxicated freshman learning lessons about starting to drink at 6am and trying to make it to a noon game on a 80 degree day (and missing those days), getting goosebumps as the team runs out that tunnel, touching the banner, and an ass whoopin' put on by the good guys.