I was in the east end zone. I actually went out onto the field after even though I didn't for UL and UGA. Reason being, I told myself after the 2002 bluegrass miracle I was never gonna rush the field again. I felt it was enough redemption that night though and rushed it with everybody else. That game a lady behind me told me I was yelling too loud and standing up too much
Before that game my buddy said he was gonna burn his house down if we beat the number one team in the country. I told him he better not say that because there was a good chance. He got back to his house and we asked what he was gonna do, he set his couch on fire instead. He made the front page of the Herald for it. Wild day.