My first...

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    Oct 15, 2011 2:52 PM GMT
    ...college football experience (and latest blog post).

    Roll Tide!

    The stereotype is true. People in the South are religious. They are fanatics. The biggest religion? College football.

    I was introduced to the ritual last Saturday in Tuscaloosa. It was homecoming at the University of Alabama, and the crimson tide was out in full force. Donning a houndstooth hat borrowed from my host, I hung out at my first tailgate and attended my first college football game.

    They made a convert out of me. I’m even on record in the Tuscaloosa News saying that I’ll be a ‘Bama fan from here on out. I’ll admit that disclosing this bit of information concerns me. I still have to walk through Baton Rouge, and I don’t want incur the wrath of the LSU Tigers. But there it is, I opened my big mouth, and there’s not much I can do about it now. I only hope my host in Oxford, Al, an Auburn fan, isn’t too mad at me now.

    What is even worse, that news item also implies that I broke a law. I won’t name names, but someone offered me a few sips of something called Apple Pie. I will plead complete innocence, though, and say that I never (never!) thought this sweet homemade beverage could possibly contain any alcohol, much less the illegal kind. To support my case I will submit the fact that the moon shone all night, and my view of it was never blurred.

    A couple of weeks ago I had another football first. I attended a high school game in Villa Rica, Georgia. That day also happened to be homecoming. As my readers might have gathered, I am a baseball guy, and there is only one team to which I will profess full loyalty--the Yankees. But all this football is starting to draw me in. Back in Atlanta I even wore an Ohio Buckeyes necklace to watch a game on TV, and my host made me “kiss the buckeyes! kiss the buckeyes!” whenever they were about to score.

    Meanwhile, I continue to enjoy the South. I am trying to make it to the Big Easy by Halloween. Not sure what I’ll go as, but feel free to make suggestions.

    Constantino Diaz-Duran is a fellow at the Center for Social Cohesion at Arizona State University. He is chronicling his walk from New York to Los Angeles to celebrate his eligibility for American citizenship. Follow Constantino's journey.
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    Oct 15, 2011 3:00 PM GMT
    There's some pictures in the Alabama album on my Facebook page.
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    Oct 15, 2011 3:25 PM GMT
    'bama sucks. hope LSU smears them all over the field. (lol, i'm "dating" a member of the MDB.)

    best wishes on ur trek, Constanino, el guapo
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    Oct 15, 2011 3:29 PM GMT

    Great to hear about your adventures, Con... glad you're making some progress!!
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    Oct 15, 2011 4:19 PM GMT
    jpBITCHva saidSouthern college football??

    You have experienced the dark side of the Force.
    Hahahah... Is there no going back now??
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    Oct 15, 2011 5:48 PM GMT
    Yikes!

    You fell in a trap.

    Yes - college football in the South is a religion but in Alabama it garners an even higher status. The rivalry between Auburn fans and their Alabama counterparts can generate some pretty intense emotion.

    Check this out: http://www.ajc.com/sports/auburn-tree-killing-the-841586.html

    I suggest you ride the fence here. Find a way to go neutral. It will serve you well for the rest of the trip thru the South. Good luck.
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    Oct 15, 2011 7:35 PM GMT
    To support my case I will submit the fact that the moon shone all night, and my view of it was never blurred.
    Nice phrase.

    If you come to Texas, especially College Station or Austin, you will see what the true college football experience is. All these other people don't appreciate it like we do.