A Writer Divided: Football in Alabama (Irene Latham)
September in the
Deep South means one thing: football.
In September, 1984,
when I was 13 and our family moved to Alabama from Louisiana-- where
everyone was an LSU fan-- the first question I remember being asked
on that first day at the Jr. High School in Trussville was, “Auburn
or Alabama?” Living in this state means declaring an allegiance.
Right away.
“Auburn,” I
said, with nary a blink. Because Auburn was all about the Tigers –
and LSU had been the Tigers, too.
Bringing a little something
Louisiana over the state line helped quell my homesickness and
sadness over leaving a place I loved.Bo Jackson, 1985 Heisman Trophy winner |
The more I learned
about Auburn, the more convinced I was that I'd made the right
choice. At Auburn you get a bonus: a golden eagle named Tiger (or
Nova or Spirit) flying across the field. And, as I was in my
I-want-to-be-a-veterinarian phase, Auburn had a vet school. Who knew?
I might even go there some day. There was also an amazing running
back playing at the time – Bo Jackson. Maybe you've heard of him.
It was an exciting time to be an Auburn Tiger.
Fast-forward to now:
I walk into a school auditorium, spend 50 minutes sharing with
students about my books and what it's like to be an author, and the
first question I get during the Q & A session? “Alabama or
Auburn?”
“Go Blazers!” I
say, to create a stir. Because, in the end, I didn't decide to be a
veterinarian. I didn't go to Auburn at all. I graduated from the
University of Alabama-Birmingham (UAB). Later, I made the daily
commute from Birmingham to Tuscaloosa in order to earn master's
degree from Alabama – which means technically, I've got some Tide
rolling through my veins as well.
a little bit Tiger, Blazer, & Roll Tide. :) |
So, I have affection
for all three schools. And I'm one of the rarities in this state who
would rather do about a hundred other things before sitting in front
of a TV to watch a football game -- though I do appreciate the
camaraderie and tradition.
4th
graders, however, are not interested in this explanation. If you live
in Alabama, football is language and religion. They want to know
what's in your heart – and it can only be one of two things: Tide
or Tiger.
To which I say: WAR
EAGLE!
This is too much fun. Funny side-note: I went to MSU (then SMSU) here in Springfield, MO. They have ALWAYS had the worst football team on the PLANET. Not joking. Bad. Bad. Bad.
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