Son kitteh and I went to the LSU-Auburn game yesterday. Research suggested that you needed to experience the tailgate scene before the game. Further interviews with locals said that the tailgaters would give you some of their food for nothing. Thinking we ought to have something for exchange, we went to a local Walmart and bought a cooler, then went to a Winn-Dixie and loaded it up with excellent, Southern craft beer.
As a beer snob, I will loudly proclaim that, outside of San Diego, the South has the best craft beer in the country. In fact, Southern craft beer is more consistently good than anywhere else.
The game didn't start until 8 PM and we got there around 1 PM.
I have never experienced anything like it. A remote son kitteh, when he saw photos we shared on the Catican text group, said it looked like Coachella. The son kitteh with me has been to several Coachellas and said this was next level partying. We walked through 3 miles of party. The people were Southern friendly as we picked out the tailgaters with smokers and big pots of noms. The food was spectacular, the people lovely and everyone appreciated the beer save for one proud old boy who was slightly insulted at the suggestion that we thought we needed to offer him something at all.
|Mile after mile after mile of this. The photo doesn't capture the feel, either.|
We went to Chimes, the pub right off campus that is the gathering spot before and after games and it was likewise stuffed with revelers and friendly as can be.
The whole experience was awesome and needs to be repeated.
The Tigers lost the game right at the end after leading for the first 55 minutes, but this team is built for next year and the year afterwards. The offensive line is dreadful and the QB is a sophomore. Like Cajun food, it needs some seasoning.
Today is the Saints game. We're so hoarse from yelling last night that it's going to be a real stretch to keep up the volume at the Super Dome. We'll do our best.