But I think the time is right. It’s time to come clean. It’s time to own up to my imperfections and eccentricities and overall weirdness. The idea of the upstanding citizen of Tuscaloosa that you all think I might be is about to come crumbling down around you. The time for confession is now, although it may carry the burden of public disdain. Honesty is the best policy, even if that policy means self-incrimination.
So here it is. You ready?
I’m an LSU fan first. Alabama fan second. And yes, I realize that you are probably not going to read my column anymore.
But before you go, understand that this is a time for you to appreciate what all the Bayou Bengals have done for Bama fans. For seven years, we’ve supplied you with an almost guaranteed, uncontested win in the SEC West. We were nice enough to give you the National Championship in 2011 after beating you in the regular season. We’ve given you countless corn dog jokes even as you chow down on our jambalaya. We even lent you our coach so that you may flourish and win and be witness to numerous rings and on-field triumphs. And we made sure that we never developed an offense that would come close to contesting your stellar defenses.
That is, until now.
This year’s LSU/Bama game may be the biggest regular season matchup ever. We have a competent quarterback, a slew of talented receivers, and lo and behold… an offensive strategy that just might give us a chance to win.
The reality is that we will probably find a way to screw it up and you can thank us again for what will be, at minimum, a trip to the SEC Championship. But if for some reason the stars align and we are able to break the curse, please don't hold it against me. One side in a relationship can only give so much without something in return.
In the end, we must remember the one true tie that binds LSU and Bama fans together… none of us like Auburn.
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