I got a note slipped to me in class this morning....it said War Eagle and then Ingram for Heisman. Usually I can find a way to shittalk back in almost any given situation. Not today. I drank till four in the morning on Sun...then got up and proceeded to drink all the way to the Falcons game....and all the way back. I have nothing to say. To talk about the state of AU football and what I saw Sat night is like swallowing shards of glass. I'm heartsick.
The worst thing?
He'll probably get it. Nobody looks better than Mark Ingram right now.
And Jesus wept.