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Texas Aggie Fooooooooootball

It’s been almost a month since I found out they are selling my property and I’m no closer to choosing my next path. Having to figure out what to do for work come January is making my head spin. Heck, figuring out what to do for the rest of my life has always been difficult. Not knowing if a master’s degree is worth the time and money. Wondering if it’d be easier to write a book and build up a clientele? Or if I have enough blarney in me to fake it until I learn it? The questions are endless, yet the answers always remain out of reach.

On a positive note, it's football season, so I’ll be happily distracted with Aggie games. Whoop! BTHO ‘bama!

We’re driving to College Station in three hours. I’ve heard that CS is already a madhouse with Aggie and ‘bama fans. I’m excited! It’s going to be an epic weekend. Do you ever experience those moments when your chest overfills with expectancy? You don’t know what’s going to happen, but you know something IS? The anticipation and expectations are endless. Half the time, nothing happens, and you’re left with the fond memories of heart racing and the hope of phenomena. But the other half? The other half of the time, the wonderful occurs and it’s magical, more than you could imagine.

I’m hoping for that tomorrow. Magic. Excitement. Good Fans. Great football. Beautiful weekend. Last year, the A&M vs ‘bama game exceeded all of my expectations. My heart rate didn’t settle once during that game. It was beautiful to watch. More beautiful than the game was the graciousness of all ‘bama fans as they wished us safe travels home, and told us they would see us in College Station in 2013.

Well, folks, that day has arrived. The day that A&M proves to the nation that they belong in the SEC and deserve a shot at the glass football. The day that people realize 'bama is not indestructible. It's the day that A&M beats the hell outta 'bama and the world is re-introduced to this New Era of Texas A&M Football.

Who’s ready for some Texas Aggie Foooooootball!!!!?

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