On the one hand: watching Auburn and Georgia--Auburn and Georgia!--take the field at 11:30 a.m. is going to feel, as it did a couple of years ago, positively surreal. This is the one game on Auburn's schedule I feel like should always take place under the lights--whether it's Cox to Aromashadu or the First Overtime or the sprinkler game, the most memorable entries in this series always seem to happen at night. (Last year excepted from the Auburn perspective.) I know when neither team has lived up their preseason expectations (one notably moreso than the other, of course) the game is going feel cheapened. But the pre-noon kickoff--sorry, Raycom, and/or you disgusting morning people--is going to feel like an additional level of cheapening. Bleccch.
On the other: I'd convinced myself the Ole Miss game was Auburn's final rodeo with the Three Daves, our final bittersweet good-bye to a lifetime of lovable incompetence. Now, suddenly: reprieve! And one we'll be more prepared for; it wasn't until the break between the third and fourth quarters that I thought, Hey, this is probably the final time I'll ever these guys mangle up an Auburn broadcast. So it's nice to have one last proper farewell. Relatively speaking.
Parting in this case really is accurately labeled "sweet sorrow."
I do mean the "relatively." I'd still rather have the game on at 8 with Pam Ward on play-by-play and Paul Maguire as the sole color guy rather than 11:30 with the Three Daves. But I'm looking on the bright side. There's nothing else Auburn fans can do this season, is there?
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