So, my alma mater came to town..along with 12,000 of their fans. Hopefully, they weren't too obnoxious. Going to Georgia and learning to spell dog, d-a-w-g, comes with a bit of tension. Running across other fans, you want to high five them b/c you just don't see the GA logo around here all that much. And you feel a sense of kinship with those wearing the red and the black. So as you pass one of them by, you smile, perhaps say, "Go Dawgs." But right about that time, you are also thinking, "I hope you aren't one of the racist, backwards GA fans that I really would like to distance myself from." For the most part, the GA group is a good lot. They are a passionate bunch for sure. ASU fans were blown away by just how many of us there were. And for the most part, I heard only good things. Oh, GA won. They are still #3 in the country. :) Here are some pics.

This was one of the first things we saw as we arrived in Tempe. On top was a sound system, a keg, and a microphone. Out of the speakers mostly came classic rock and some country. And when ASU fans drove by and flicked them off, all they ever said was, "We love you, too." But think about it...they had to drive this across the country. This ain't no local. :)





It was so fun to see the GA fans all decked out in their different garb. We just do it up right. Some get really dressed up. Some wear searsuckers to the game. Either way, they got style.






So, if this don't beat all...some of my dearest friends from Atlanta, The Hamptons, came out for the game. Mike and Sue (their son, Scott, was with them, too) became some of my most faithful supporters during my ten year tenure with Athletes in Action. God raised up these dear friends and ministry partners out of nowhere as I came on staff with AIA.

So, when they arrived, we got to go out to dinner, show them Colin, and have a great time hanging out the night before the game. As we were trying to figure out where our seats were the next day and if we were close to each other, it was sort of unclear. So, when I got home, I texted them our seat numbers. They texted back and told me they were literally directly two rows behind us. Right behind us was some other friends of theirs who were willing to switch seats with them. So, they literally sat right behind us. There were 12,000 GA fans. And they were right behind us. I'm sorry. That's a pretty big coincidence. Thank you, Lord, for such a sweet reminder that you are there.

Alongside me in the pic as well is my old fraternity brother, John Haisley. It was great to catch up and see a brother from the past.









After the game, the Dawgs came over to our section of the crowd to thank us for cheering them on. It was pretty unusual for an away game to seem like a home game so far away.