“It’s a celebration, bitches!” – Rick James
Well, I got up early Saturday morning a couple of weeks ago with the intent to drive up to Greensboro. Everything looked good at first – picked my boy Rob G. at his place on the north side of town, got right back on 285 and headed north. When I made my first stop for gas in Gaffney, SC, I discovered that I brought my travel bag with my essential stuff, but I left my garment bag with my pants and shirt at home. Strike one. On the other side of Charlotte, traffic comes to a complete stand-still. White people walking around on the highway reminiscent of FreakNik ’93. Maybe I should have turned on a local station instead of listening to satellite radio so I would have known there was a race at Lowe’s Motor Speedway in Concord… long story short, a 4-5 hour drive turned into 7 real quick. Game was over by the time I made it to campus. I didn’t find out we lost until Monday night when I got home from work.
What’s funny is I still had a great time – I saw about 5 of my old friends from school while I was up there, but just being able to walk around Greensboro during the one time of year there’s something going on just made me feel refreshed… even though I stayed out until 6:30 am Sunday morning. I can’t say that I will be going to homecoming every year, but I know that I will still be enjoying myself when I do. AGGIE PRIDE!!!
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