it's back.

I woke up with a pit in my stomach, which can only mean one thing.

The excitement, the sleepless nights, the unpredictability, inability to eat, the caring too much over boys, the highs and the lows.    

I'm afraid I might be in an abusive relationship with college football - Georgia football, specifically.  

The first game of the season is always nerveracking because there are so many expectations and even more unknowns, but even more so for me, since my Dawgs play Clemson and South Carolina in the first two weeks. 

Moral victories and bragging rights against my home state teams are on the line.

Seriously, college football Gods?  What are you doing to me?  

8pm cannot come soon enough.  Go Dawgs!