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Post by Bubba the Trojan on Sept 30, 2017 6:20:10 GMT -6
Ok. It's 7:15 AM on game day and I'm stuck in Dothan with a full day lined up. Though not in body, I will be in Baton Rouge in my head by game time. Were it not for the fact my next door neighbor is so hard of hearing he can't hear thunder without his hearing aids (literally), the police might be called to my house before the game is over. I anticipate that no matter what is going on, I'm going to be screaming. Those of you who made the trip, be loud, let them hear you, and make a difference. With that said,
"And so, with mighty warriors clad in strongest armor and well-prepared to receive the lot dealt by fate, the contest is at hand. And the commander's spririt, ranging for revenge, shall, in a monarch's voice, cry 'Havoc!', and let slip the dogs of war."
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Post by srbtrojan on Sept 30, 2017 6:37:06 GMT -6
I think I've slept 6 hours in two nights! I feel like a kid waiting on Christmas Day and it's finally here! Don't worry...Trojan nation that is here will represent ...LOUD AND PROUD!
Go Trojans!!!! Cry Havoc!!
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Post by ksdtrojan on Sept 30, 2017 9:18:09 GMT -6
Go TROJANS!!!
Cry HAVOC!!!
Can't wait to kick this game off!
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