The National Championship

Roll Tide! See? I can be a good Alabamian. I may not have the I'll lay my life down for the Tide attitude but I can be loyal. However, my husband cannot. He hates the SEC, with a passion.

Another year of the National Championship in our marriage. Another year of cheering for the opposite teams. You would think at this point in our marriage, we would think as one. Nope. Polar opposites.

Again, one would think when we were stationed at Edwards AFB and Danny Wuerffel's Dad was our chaplain that Greg would at least cheer with me for the Gators to win the Championship. Nope. His words "I hate Spurrier." We were in a hotel when he made that statement. He earned himself a double bed all to himself after his obnoxious cheering against Danny. Lauren and I were quite cozy in our double bed...Greg's side of the room was chillier than our side of the room. Greg even sang with Danny's mom, Lola, in the choir. Once again, one would think being friends with his mom would entice some good sportsman-like behavior. Nope. Opposite teams for the the spouse and me. (Suffice it to say, I am a better friend. I will cheer for your team, Greg will not. (And  one of my favorite memories of life at Edwards AFB is talking to Lola when she would ride her bike to the BX to get a copy of USA Today because her son was in it. How cool is that?)