Once again a cool breeze is blowing, leaves are gently falling, and we’re raking said cold leaves out of our frigid backyard.
Yes, autumn has returned.
Kristy and I hail from the Deep South, where college football is as intrinsic to local culture as fried chicken, fried okra, and fried… well, just about anything.
Click to SEE the VIDEO: 'Twas the Day After Thanksgiving!
Autumn in the South means football. It’s a little known fact that the sport’s “pigskin” was once also fried, a practice that was only discontinued when the negative health effects of eating a football came to light.
Although we get along quite well in our Airstream, our marital relationship is tested on one day every year: the day that ALABAMA battles AUBURN for annual football bragging rights.
While I cheer for the Alabama Crimson Tide —when you think about it, isn’t “Crimson Tide” one of the strangest, I mean, MOST ORIGINAL, team names imaginable?— my wife cheers for its arch rival, the Auburn Tigers.
The big game between these two schools is, for no apparent reason, called the Iron Bowl.
Tickets for this game are highly prized, with prices ranging from one’s right arm all the way up to a firstborn child. In exchange for the latter, one receives not only skybox seating but also a commemorative souvenir cup.
So we entered a video contest in a shallow, brazen attempt to win free Iron Bowl tickets. And guess what? WE WON!
TO SEE OUR AWARD-WINNING YOUTUBE VIDEO, A POEM CALLED “‘TWAS THE DAY AFTER THANKSGIVING” CLICK HERE!
Not only did we score two tickets to the big game, but now I can call myself an “award-winning” filmmaker. It’s rumored that I beat out Steven Speilberg, Francis Ford Coppola, and Sir Ridley Scott for this honor.
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I’ll bring this particular update to a close on a more serious note. Thanksgiving is truly one of my favorite holidays.
Elvis Presley once sang, “Why Can’t Every Day Be Like Christmas?”
During this time of year, I’m tempted to bellow, “Why Can’t Every Day Be Like Thanksgiving?”
“Because We’d All Be Morbidly Obese!” is not a satisfying retort.
For me, every day truly is like Thanksgiving. I attempt to express gratitude for our blessings on a daily basis.
This November holiday has a way of focusing one’s attention on what’s really important, and I’m not talking turkey.
Wherever you may reside, wherever your own travels may take you, I wish YOU a happy and healthy Thanksgiving.
THANK YOU for sharing in our ongoing journey, aluminum wrapped and otherwise, through life.
Thanks also for your support of LongLongHoneymoon.com — it is much appreciated.
In short…
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
(And Roll Tide.)
Sean Michael
Camper, Poet, & “Award-winning” Filmmaker
P.S. Kristy says “Happy Thanksgiving!” too.
P.P.S. Kristy also says Auburn’s battle cry of “War Eagle!” but I’d rather not mention that.
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hoppe
Let me just say that the 1st edition of the campus rag Headline and front page started with Oh Lord Devaney, Hallowed be thy name,
Well that kinda dated me didn’t it?
butterbean carpenter
Howdy Kristy & Sean,
Seeing as how I’m from an agricultural background, live on a horse ranch and am a Lewis Grizzard ‘junkie’ and spell Alabama, ALA’DAM’BAMA, I’ll have to go with Kristy(wish I could)!!!! But what you say is true about the South,( that’s spelled with a capital ‘S’, suh!!!), football is EATEN ALONG WITH THE TURKEY on Thanksgiving Day…ALL OVER THE SOUTHERN UNITED STATES…even in West Texas…..GIG’EM AGGIES !!!!!!!!!!
We’re thankful that we have friends who travel around, making videos of all the
places we can’t afford to go, and causing us to miss the ‘daily sale-barn’ @ noon
on the AM radio by ‘downloading’ the video…(we only have one electric-plug in the
barn)…the telephone runs on the ‘bob-war’ fence, out here @ the RunningStar Ranch… Anyway, we do it because sometimes Kristy is in it !!!!!!!
Sean Michael
True about Keith Jackson! I figured someone would call me out on that one.
I am old enough to remember attending old school Iron Bowl games at Birmingham’s Legion Field (back in the days of the 50-/50 ticket split!). I am so old, I saw Bear Bryant coach against Auburn there. So, my comment was a bit tongue-in-cheek.
With that said, my understanding was that the origin of the Iron Bowl name had to do with Birmingham’s steel industry — the city was known as “the Pittsburgh of the South. The city’s symbol is Vulcan – the world’s largest cast iron statue. Since the game was always played in Birmingham, “Iron Bowl” made sense.
Today the game is still called “the Iron Bowl” but no longer has a direct connection to Birmingham (a city which, let’s face it, no longer has any steel industry). Instead it is now played on a home-and-home basis.
Oh well…an argument can be made that the old “Iron Bowl” name is what college football tradition is all about. Cheers!
Gino
Sportscaster Keith Jackson is quoted as saying: “That’s why they call it the Iron Bowl…….cause there’s so much scrap iron left on the field when it’s over…..”