Ode To the Tigers

Oh, Clemson Football, how I have missed you. Now you are just around the corner, waiting to entertain me with your sacs and fumbles and missed fieldgoals- but my heart belongs to you even if you lose every game. My blood runneth orange; my dreams are of purple, white and orange. I hear the tiger roar in my mind in the quiet of the mornings and I know you are getting closer. I see Death Valley when I close my eyes and I long for the time when you all come running down that famous hill. My couch aches for me to put on my sweats, hire a babysitter and eat junk food whilst you chase after the beloved pigskin. I can barely contain the excitement that is getting so much more powerful with each passing day. 5 and a half more days until you are mine again. I dare say I am slobbering now just thinking of it. Never have I been so grateful for TIVO and reclining sofas as I am during this time of year. Alas, there is still time between us -so, for now, rest dear Tigers for I shall see you soon.