And that's the rub there. Tell me -- other than the last year of Tuberville's tenure -- when you EVER thought we were going to get donkey fucked in a game? Even though you might have expected to lose, when was the last time (and I'm talking all the way back to the 1970s) that you honestly thought we had NO chance.
See, that's the worst part about all of this to me. I am SUCH a homer that I NEVER feel like we have no chance. I always think that some way, somehow, Auburn can pull it out, because we are better people, a better fan base, whatever sunshine pumping prayer I can come up with. I am an "All the way to the fat lady singing" kind of fan. 45 seconds left, down by two touchdowns? IT COULD HAPPEN!!!1!11!
But for the first time in my life, I honestly do not feel this way. And I am lost.
If they leave the field bruised and bloodied after getting the shit kicked out of them. I stand up and applaud. There should be no clean uniforms on Saturdays. All I ask is that they leave it all out there. God knows the 1970s teams did that. BE COMPETITIVE. LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES AND DO BETTER NEXT TIME.
But they aren't doing that. And I find myself wishing I wasn't even coming home for the game. This, from a woman who has sat in freaking LSu Tiger Stadium and watched loss after loss every other year for the last 10 years. But every year I go, because... you just never know...
This year? I know.