If I’m not playing then why am I so hyped?

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It is now 12:20 am on Friday morning. I can’t sleep and believe me I’ve tried. The eyes just don’t seem to want to close. My mind is solely on getting myself to the Highland Hundred parking lot tomorrow, oops, this morning. Yes I said this morning. I will pull into the HH lot sometime around 9:30. I don’t image there will be anyone there at that time but I do know many will soon follow. The RV’s will start to arrive around 10. I want to be there to see my friends drive them in.

My car has 14 magnets on it which includes a few leaping Tiger logos, the obligatory “GO TIGERS”, a paw or two, the school official crest and even a couple of schedule magnets. I’ve got the “city” car flag on the back window. I call it the “city” car flag because I’ve got a couple that are worn and are for road game highway travel.

I’ve organized everything knowing full well that by game time Saturday the back end of my truck will be a complete mess. There are 4 pairs of socks, 2 pairs of shoes, some sandals, 6 shirts, 3 pairs of shorts, gray underwear to wear at the game (yep, I’m that superstitious) and a half dozen hats for 34 hours or so I’ll spend out there.
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