We’re back to normal this morning after my trip to the A&M-LSU game. This was the sixth father-son college football trip I’ve done with my dad and there’s always some sort of weirdness that happens. This year, we were supposed to connect in Dallas last night. Instead of getting stuck at DFW where they canceled 386 flights, we drove 930 miles back to Ohio.
That’s 13.5 hours with four stops, including one to eat. You do the math.
We covered six states (Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Tennessee, Kentucky, Ohio) and didn’t see a single cop running radar. Miracle.
Happy Thanksgiving week to all. I’m guessing your ass is coasting into a four-day weekend like RG3 is coasting into the offseason where he can get back to making commercials.