Its here. It is finally that time of year again. Fall? You ask? Well in a way, but only because it signals the time of year for the best season of all: football season in the south.
There is just something about those Friday night lights around a football field with the smell of concession stand hamburgers filling the air that gets a southern gal’s heart pumping.
The sound of the drumline joined by blaring horns and tuba’s is enough to make any distracted bystander suddenly feel excited for the match-up on the gridiron.
The excitement always seems to reach a pentacle of anticipation as the Nat...