With about seven minutes left in the 2nd quarter, Georgia was up 27-10, and it looked like Tennessee had no hope. I went and told my wife we could go to the Greek Food Festival and that I was going to take a shower first.
I get out of the shower, and Tennessee is scoring a touchdown to go up 30-27.
Holy shitballs. I have to go to a freaking unAmerican food festival???!!!