We will beat Florida... and this is why!

[bubivey 0]

This was sent to me today from an Auburn friend. How powerful are these thoughts?

> We are going to beat Florida..and this is why!

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> I am Auburn. I am the 30 year old couple coming back to campus for the first

> time with both little ones in tow. One wears her first blue and orange

> cheerleader outfit; the other wears #34 even though he's too young to

> understand why. I am the 50 year old man who hoped no one saw tears in his

> eyes when the eagle circled the field. I was too choked even to say 'War

> Eagle'. For a moment I felt foolish and then I didn't care. God, I love this

> place. I am the 60 year old woman meeting her freshman grand-daughter who is

> now the 3rd generation of AU students in our family. Despite my age, I'd

> strap it on Saturday and hit someone if it weren't for my gender and this

> blasted arthritis.

>

> I am Auburn and I have always believed I was different. You can see it when

> you look up into the stands. My orange is not the same as Tennessee's and my

> blue is not that of Florida. But the differences go much deeper than my

> colors Read my creed. What other school has one? I genuinely believe in

> these things. To be a real Auburn man or woman speaks of character, not of

> geography. All are welcome to walk though my gates, not just the wealthy or

> the elite.

>

> Georgia and Alabama may have their nations, but we have always been family.

> Make no mistake, we loathe defeat, but even in defeat, we would rather be an

> Auburn Tiger than anything else.

>

> We are family and you are the sons of Heisman, the sons of Jordan and Dye.

> You come from a long line of brothers who names include Burkett, Sidle,

> Owens, Sullivan, Beasley, Jackson and Rocker. It is a great heritage.

>

> So this Saturday, when the warm ups are over and the prayers and amen

> spoken, when you hear my thunder growing in the stands above you, when you

> stand in the tunnel and the smoke begins to form, listen for my voice when

> you run onto my field. Behind the frenzy of the shakers and deafening roar,

> I will tell you something in a whisper you may miss. I will be telling you

> that you are my sons and I am proud of you for the way you wear the burnt

> orange and navy blue. I am telling you that you are my sons and I love you.

>

> Auburn is so much more than a city or a school or a team or a degree. It is

> something that, once you have experienced it, will live inside of you

> forever and become a part of what makes up who you are....

>

> It is driving into town on a game day. You may have come from hundreds of

> miles away and as you get closer and closer to the city limits, you feel it

> rising inside of you. Other cars on the highway proudly display their Orange

> and Blue flags or magnets or car tags, and you honk and wave at them,

> because, for that one day, you are all on the same team.

>

> It is the smell in the air and the ritualistic act of tailgating... catching

> up with old friends, making new ones, and invitations from perfect strangers

> to try their ribs or watch their satellite TV showing all of the day's

> important match-ups...of course, all being secondary to the one that will

> occur in the great cathedral of Jordan-Hare later that day.

>

> It is the Tiger Walk...where you might just see 300 pound men overcome with

> emotion and weeping with pride, because you have come there to cheer them

> on. As they walk by, you might exchange a glance with one or two of them,

> and you can see it in their eyes...it is going to be their day.

>

> It is the students...dressed in their best, because going to an Auburn game

> is like going to church for Auburn people....you show the same respect as

> you would if you were in God's house. Those students remind you of the days

> when you were walking in their shoes and Auburn was your home...but then you

> realize, in many ways, it is still and always will be HOME.

>

> It is that lump that rises in your throat when the band plays the alma mater

> as the eagle is soaring over your head during pre-game.

>

> It is walking around on a "foreign" and sometimes hostile campus. You are

> easily identified (Auburn people always are) and the enemy jeers and shouts

> things at you to mask their feelings of intimidation. But just then you

> happen upon a friend you have never met before. You know they are your

> friend by the colors they wear or the shaker in their hand. You exchange a

> "War Eagle" and a confident grin, because he/she knows what you know

>

> It is when your heart leaps with every touchdown, field goal, sack, and

> interception...because those are our boys. And win or lose, they will always

> have our un-dying support. After all, it is those boys that you are really

> there for and not a coach or a logo or a trustee or a president.

>

> It is the complete and utter exhilaration of walking away victorious over a

> worthy opponent...that feeling of pride and accomplishment as if it were

> your own feet that had crossed the goal line scoring the last points

> yourself...that feeling of wanting to scream "War Eagle" at the top of your

> lungs and hug complete strangers...and then there is the ultimate high of

> defeating your most hated foes from across the state.

>

> No words can describe what this feels like, but you know because you have

> experienced it

>

> It is the sheer agony of defeat as the last minutes tick off of the clock

> and you realize that all hope of a victory is gone. You feel like crying and

> maybe you do...then you hear the faint sounds of a cheer that grows louder

> and louder...."Its Great To Be An Auburn Tiger."

>

> It is knowing that year after year, no matter how things change in our

> hectic lives, you can always come back to "the Loveliest Village on the

> Plains"...the place where you came from...your home. It will probably look a

> little different and there will be new names on the backs of the jerseys,

> but deep down, no matter what, it is still the same. You still love it as

> much as you always have, because Auburn is as much a part of you as your

> arms and your legs and the orange and blue blood that runs through your

> veins.

>

> And, finally, it is the feeling you have right now as you read these

> lines....the anticipation inside of you, because you know its almost

> time....Its about to start all over again...but then it really never goes

> away, does it?

>

> WAR EAGLE!

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> Brandi Fickel

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> Marketing Manager

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> WFXL FOX 31

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[TigerMom 0]

Good post, seen it now 3 times. BUT, we WILL win because my two pugs have been DESTROYING a stuffed gator toy this week!

[autigeremt 6,775]

That's what it's all about.

When I wake up in the morning, and I head over to this great campus to give back to the one I love so dear, I think of how great it is to be an Auburn Tiger/Auburn Man!

[Guest BoStillKnows]

I have a good feeling about this game...I did not have a good feeling about USC or Arky

[Guest BoStillKnows]

I have a good feeling about this game...I did not have a good feeling about USC or Arky

I hope my gut feeling is right