Heartbreak in Alabama

Well, the calendar said Saturday. But Mom had to go to work. :( At least I got to play with Grandmom and Granddad. :) Since it was game day, I wore my garnet. :)



Have you met Cocky? He's my friend. :)

When Mom got back from work and brought me home from Grandmom and Granddad's, I had to take a bath. I got changed into my next game day attire. (This is my surprised face.)

Mom and I took a great nap together and hung out all afternoon. It was great. :) Then it was time to get ready for the game. This was a big one, so I was looking very serious.

The game was pretty good for a while. My Gamecocks were doing a good job, despite all the tough stuff they've had to deal with this week. Mom said it's been a hard week to be a Gamecock. And then it happened. Mom tried to warn me about this. She said that the Gamecocks didn't always have the biggest number at the end of the game. She said that sometimes the Gamecocks lose. I couldn't believe that!! Not MY Gamecocks! She said that it's ok to lose sometimes because it keeps your head from getting too big. She said that sometimes things just don't go your way. She said the important thing to remember is to act like a Gamecock all the time, not just when they're winning. She said that's called being a "fair weather fan" and that she is not raising me that way. She said that a Gamecock is a Gamecock when the score is good and a Gamecock is a Gamecock when the score is bad. Today in Auburn, the score was bad. Those Tigers (patooie!) who cry "War Eagle!" (??? even my Mom can't explain that one to me) had a bigger number at the end of the game. And my Gamecocks looked bummed out. :(

I'm little, but I know a few things. My Mom is a Gamecock. I am a Gamecock too. And I love spending football Saturdays together. :)