[L]OSS IS NEVER fun.
I almost wrote this post about death, but it’s the weekend so I changed my mind.
I’ve heard losses are sometimes stay in coaches and athletes’ minds longer than wins.
I can attest it’s sometimes the same way for fans.
Most people in the South are serious about football.
A lot of people in Alabama might as well be born into a fan base, and I am no exception.
The first college football season of the new millennium featured eight losses for Alabama, including a 40-38 defeat against the University of Central Florida.
It was painful.
The Crimson Tide won the national championship nine years later.
I was excited, giddy even, because I’d not yet become a sportswriter.
Sportswriters watch games differently than others, because it’s their job and there’s a cardinal rule not to cheer in the press box, but when Alabama won the 2009 title I still took games too seriously.
I was euphoric.
Part of the euphoria stemmed from the fact I was 6 when the Tide won the 1992 championship against Miami, and part of it was because I remembered some hard losses so well.
The narrow one against UCF.
The 9-0 Iron Bowl in 2000, when I won an Auburn trash can at a party.
Every time I got sick from then until a few years ago, I threw up in the Auburn trash can.
I was in the stands in 2007, when Alabama lost to Louisiana Monroe.
I was in the stands in 2005, when LSU’s Dwayne Bowe caught a pass to beat Alabama in overtime.
I forgave Bowe for the catch a few years ago, the same year I had to throw away the Auburn trash can.
I’m a little more even-keeled about wins and losses these days, which is one of the lasting benefits of a few years in the press box.
There was a time when a loss just about ruined a whole week.
I’m proud to say my week is no longer so affected by the outcome of a weekend game, but losses still stink.
This post is a response to Sue’s “loss” prompt.
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Casey: As a die hard Alabama fan all I can say is amen.