Saturday was a nightmare. I'm a cheer coach and I teach cheernastics, and Sat. my girls had an all day competition plus a game they had to cheer at that evening. I got to listen to part of it in the car driving from the competition to the ballfield, but then I had to be out on the field or on the sidelines with them, so I couldn't hear what the hell was going on.
Luckily, one of their dad's is alum too, so he brought his headphones and radio and we worked out a system. Anytime I looked up in the stands, he'd give me the score on his fingers, and then the time left for whatever quarter we were in.
And if something really big happened, he'd run down to the fence and tell me, or have someone pass me a note.
But the best part was at halftime, when the guys in the pressbox came on and announced the final Bama and Arkansas score. You've never heard such moaning and crying in all your life.
(and I'm saving the really big War Eagle thread for detoxed and the Rebs
)