GULP!

Auburn lost badly yet once again to Tennessee this time and it is Pittsville over at my father’s house from Charlie’s account.

“Should I even go over there?” Charlie asked me over the phone earlier. “It is just a damn football game.”

“I’d go!” I told Charlie. “He’s probably used to losing about now.”

Charlie laughed and chuckled at my remark.

I’ve tried calling him several times, but Old Fuss and Feathers is not answering his phone. I just wanted to make sure he got home okay. All this fuss over nothing. Then I remember that football is my father’s religion. What if your god forsake you?