Our family and Phillip went to Knoxville this weekend. David's friend from work had given us two tickets to the Tennessee game against Georgia. David and I tailgated with his friends, took in the traditional pre game festivities and then to the game along with 100,000 other fans..
The kids head to Pigeon Forge to shop and have some fun together....it sounded like the crowds were high in their area too.
Prior to the game I decide to go buy David and myself some orange shirts here in Athens. Living in crimson country I knew I had a challenge ahead of me. after about an hour in Wal-Mart I found two shirts orange for us to wear. I was relieved to finally just find orange. Halloween was on my side but landed up with plain orange shirts to wear
When David got home I showed him the matching shirts and his first response was ,"That is not Tennessee Orange!!!! He thought it looked more like Texas orange. After my challenging hunt and frustrating journey in crimson country, I was not pleased with his response. I quicklly respond back we would be wearing these beautiful orange shirts or I would be exchanging them for that crimson color.......We wore the orange shirts.
(Even if they were orange with slight bit of red in them.)
We had a great time at the game. We were packed in like sardines and had beer spilled on us from the three out of place Georgia fans behind us. They were obviously over indulgent in their alcohol endeavors. So I guess the spilled beer on us was our contribution of helping him cut back...Yuck!
When we meet back up with the kids ....they wanted to know just how much fun we had had.
Dake did not sleep well. So we are glad to be back home.
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