As you should. That shoot was 3 years ago. Which brings us to a bigger problem that people can't separate what is supposed to be a fun football world, and real life. I'm an Alabama fan, and I hardly wear any Alabama gear because somebody is going to walk up to me when I'm out in public with my family and act stupid. My wife especially mocks me when it is another Alabama fan. Alabama fans want to come up and ask for stupid opinions, LSU and Auburn fans want to talk shoot. It is very seldom that another fan of any fanbase has something intelligent or rational to say down here. I can count on one hand the number of Alabama, Auburn, and Tennessee fans that I know that you can rationally discuss football with.
Maybe I'm just an asshole and hate everybody, I don't know.
Never in my life seen an AU fan randomly assail another nor have I ever been assailed by a random fan of any other school -- LSU, Arky, UGA, etc.
REPEATEDLY dealt with assclown single digit IQ bama fans who want to run their mouth. As recently as yesterday, in fact.
Wal Mart is a mistake on the first of the month, but I needed something quick and it was there. Encountered a grossly obese, slick haired, inbred looking woman whose front butt far exceeded the protrusion of whatever gross boobs she may have had under her layered sleeveless t-shirts. The kind of vulgar troll that has weeping scabs on its legs and teeth so large its greasy lips can't close over them. This disgusting thing had four small children in tow.
Forget for a moment the obvious revulsion that comes with the knowledge that something must be tapping that boil of pus with eyeballs. First time I pass this waddling cheese factory and its smudge-faced brood I hear her chuckling with her kids and the obligatory "we hate Aubren.." comments. The second time I encounter this surge of filth one of the bloated toddlers gives me the finger and says "woll tahd"
I don't demean kids, but this was obviously not a child. No human child could have passed through that rotted birth canal.
So I replied "Classy honey boo boo. Real classy."
The mother found that amusing for reasons I'll never fathom. She barked out smoke-filled laughter, grabbed the adorable tyke by the arm and said "That's racht, baby."