The game vs Arkansas is virtually always a day game. And we seem to have an excellent record against them. Last year's loss had absolutely nothing to do with the start time. And several of our victories last year were day games. It has no bearing on the players at all, except perhaps the heat, which they should be used to. The worst thing as listed above, is less time for tailgating, but I think that only applies to people that come late(any time after 12pm). Just come earlier or come the night before. And a day game means a much longer party afterwards. The only time it seems really out of whack is when the start time is 11:30. Slamming bloody marys and margaritas with eggs is rough, but we manage.
Just ask me. Tonight, I'm nursing a hangover of mythic proportions after drinking with the coaches from the high school I taught at in Louisiana. There's something to be said about not drinking heavily during the day--and the fact that I always got into trouble when I went out with those coaches, as they reminded me several times during today's drinkfest. I'm going to remember that for the UGA game.
Did you lose your map and see that we played Tennessee in the Georgia Dome...under lights...and not in Death Valley? :lol:
It's just old stigma that LSU is breakable during the day...that's all. I just fall victim to it. No big deal. I just like it better at night. Forget me...carry on.
Because nothing burps better than hot boudin after sopping up the liquor later, baby! We'll take the hand we've been dealt. There is a good chance that this game will be a preview of the game in Atlanta, and a 2:30 PM late October afternoon kickoff gives us time to do a nice tailgate breakfast with a pound of hot boudin on fresh french bread followed by a hot boudin brunch. The game will be likely be in the most perfect weather and it will be over with a big TIGER win before you need to put on a sweater or jacket. Bring those shades!
Decidedly, and since I'm a teacher, drinking during the day is absolutely NOT in my job description. But then there's the problem of meeting up with teachers/coaches with whom I was inebriated repeatedly in my mid-20's. And don't you know that the basketball coach, who is now in his mid-50's, can STILL drink me under the table?