Victory - It Tastes Like Chicken

Well, today, Ole Miss Football won it's third game this year. For the first time in six years, I was in town for the game and did not attend it; it's damn cold. I love my Rebels and all (I, unlike many haters and soul-less bandwagoners, sat all the way through the 7 overtime Arkansas game a few years ago, as well as the soul-crushing loss to Arkansas just a few weeks ago. That's loyalty!), but we all deserve a break.

I honestly feel a little guilty about not going; my mother has instilled in me a sense of responsibility in attending football games, tugging at my heartstrings and blatantly exploiting my soft spot for the plight of the athlete (I am unreasonably moved by all sports movies, even the third installment of the Mighty Ducks Trilogy). I try to argue back that they don't have it all that bad, and that here I am, having graduated Phi Beta Kappa, and I still have undergrad student loan debt, and I really shouldn't feel that bad for them. Not to mention the fact that I never saw anybody coming to cheer for me when I was doing a Mock Trial round or writing my damned honors thesis. She just scowls at me when I say this, like I have no heart whatsoever, and she makes me feel like I've just punted all the world's kittens and am an incredibly bad person.

Anyway, Hotty Toddy, we won something. Thank goodness. I'm not yet entirely compelled to call for Coach O's head on a platter (though I still maintain we pulled the trigger on Cutcliffe far too quickly); I've been an Ole Miss fan since birth, so losing doesn't feel all that foreign or bad to me, honestly. What some people don't understand is that losing is sort of our default state, and everyone was spoiled a few years ago on our glorious 10-3 season, topped off with the Cotton Bowl victory. That year was amazing, partly because we hadn't had something like that happen for 30 years. My point is, I'm ok with Coach O getting the fourth season that he's undoubtedly going to get (what with Pete Boone's near proclamations of undying love and devotion). But if things are still on the slide next year...well, it'll be time to get the U-Haul rented for Coach O, and I'm sure he knows that.

On a different note, I made Rotel Chicken for lunch, and it is a wonderful thing. It is easy to make, and delicious.