Came home today, the day before all my hopes and dreams for the Ole Miss Rebels' 2011 season are either confirmed or denied, and there was a brown envelope.
Crushed into my mail slot.
Treated as wantonly as a shopping market circular.
Simply because the Postal carrier didn't know that in that brown envelope, in his hand, in my slot, that there was an entire season's worth of celebration, crushing defeats, tears, small and large batch bourbons, friends, beers, plane flights, Brent Musburger and Houston Dale Nutt Jr.
As of tonight, we are undefeated. And so are the Crimson Tide.