I’ve never had the luxury of going to a college where football matters. My school didn’t have a sacred, magical trees hand-picked from a grove of 9,000 others, and if it did, no one would want to poison the fucking thing. My school’s athletes were only discernible through the team gear they wore, not because their faces are plastered all over American televisions for months on end.
Since I can’t relate to the unwavering passion behind each school, I find their fandom hilarious. And no one highlights their absurdity better than this dude.
“I’m the first one in my family to go to college. My parents went to Ole Miss.” SHAAAAAAAADEEEEEE.