Not So Suttles: 10/24
If they could bottle the feeling you had Saturday night around 6 p.m. as the crowd spilled out of Bryant-Denny Stadium, you’d be a billionaire. A cloudy haze of cigar smoke couldn’t blur how you felt. Nothing could, as your voice hit every note of Dixieland Delight and endorphins filled you such that could feel very cell in your body buzzing.
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