First, let me be the first to admit I donâ€™t know a holding call from a clip. And it drives me crazy when the officials drop their hankies on the ground and make the teams do it all over again.
I donâ€™t have a clue when it comes to the inner workings of gridiron strategy, but I instinctively know when a team is clicking.
The Mississippi State Bulldawgs were clicking on Saturday like Iâ€™ve never seen them click before. Of course, it helped that the opposition was clickless.
I sat in the press box and watched the drama build during the pregame hype which was so beautiful, it made my hair curl. If I had left before the opening kick-off, I would have felt like I got my moneyâ€™s worth!
Four jets flew over in formation as the National Anthem reached its crescendo. I got a big old lump in my throat and felt like sobbing, but you know, false eyelashes and all. A tear would have ruined my â€śensemble.â€ť
I pretended to take notes to earn my press pass and dreamed of what could be before this season is over. I keep remembering the Saints and how we once wore paper bags on our heads. In my delusional state, I think Iâ€™m confusing the Saints with the Dawgs. Same song, second verse. Iâ€™m hoping.
As the team members took the field in a storm of testosterone, I watched several of them dance like no one was watching. I knew something was different here. Iâ€™ve been waiting for this feeling for 12 long years, since I converted to Mississippi State fanship.
In Mississippi, you are either an Ole Miss Rebel or a Mississippi State Bulldog. I am both, which makes me an oddity. But I must admit, Iâ€™m leaning way far over into Mississippi State territory, especially since Iâ€™ve watched our new coach build character- unsavory characters need not apply for THIS squad.
The music, the Jumbotron review of the greatest plays over the last decade, the fall weather, the return of the cowbellsâ€¦everything came together to make for a great football experience.
The spectators were electrified to the point, I figure we could have turned on the lights at Davis Wade stadium without help from TVA. Of course the final score, 49 to 7, was pretty powerful in itself.
I have decided that Iâ€™m in love with Dan Mullen. This guy has injected an attitude into the MSU program, none of us could imagine. Floridaâ€™s loss is our gain.
This new attitude, combined with a wonderful flexibility that allows him to take a chance on more than just his first string guys, got the fans energized. How refreshing. (Please note - he did this even when we werenâ€™t winning last year and before we began to rack up points on Saturday.)
Weâ€™ve got a tough schedule and the next three games will test us. But Iâ€™m putting my money on Dan and the Dawgs.
Emily Jones is a retired journalist who lives in Starkville. She edits a website for bouncing baby boomers facing retirement. She welcomes comments at www.deludeddiva.com.View more articles in: