Yes!! College football is finally back! It’s a beautiful Saturday, there’s a hint of fall in the air, and college football starts today. All is right with the world.
In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a big college football fan. I love the pageantry, the spectacle, the rivalries, and the game itself. There’s drama, and pathos, and celebration, and redemption, and story after story of triumph over adversity. Yes, there are also stories of decadence and frailties and greed and abuse … but those just add to the sweep of the story and highlight even more the good that sport can bring.
A key part of college football is tradition. I love so many of the traditions before, during, and after games — the Ramblin’ Wreck, the USC trojan on the majestic horse, the Notre Dame kilt guys, Script Ohio. (And if you have no idea what any of these are, here’s a slideshow of the 30 Best College Football Traditions.)
There is one tradition, though, that all Big Orange faithful know and love. It’s not Smoky, or the Block T, or even Rocky Top, even though all of those are very special. No, it’s a sound that many of us grew up listening to, a sound that has become engrained in our consciousness and imprinted on our hearts. And it all began with a radio announcer …