These are my people.

     It's gameday, people! Time for girls to come out in their purple dresses and high heels, for everyone to play hours and hours of cornhole in the parking lot while sipping their beers and singing in the most awful off-key voices to country music.
Time for the Delta Zetas to change all the words to "Dixieland Delight" to our own favorite version. Time for the marching band to walk by and for everyone to scream. Time for a couple thousand squished students to scream "Go Cats!" with our thunder sticks and shake our keys. Time to wonder what the heck is wrong with our beloved Catamounts that they can't win a game. Time for everyone to scream at the top of their lungs for the marching band. Time for everyone to leave after halftime because the marching band is finished and no one wants to watch our team lose. Time for O'Malleys and parties and memories with friends.
     Time for me to soak it all in.

xoxo-

mts