The smell of barbecue and freshly opened beer wafts through the air. The blinding gold is muted only by the black mixed in. The early fall sunshine beams down, warming you to the brink of being hot. The low rumble of voices in the distance slowly turns a wild, joyous rumble.
You’ve made it. After months and months of waiting, reading and prognosticating on the season, you’re standing on Melrose Avenue. The sights, sounds, smells, feels and flavors of college football are overtaking you. College football is back.
7 Days Earlier
We’re almost there. It’s so close to game week, we can nearly taste it.