The Holy Grove

Y’all, I had a ball last weekend.  Those Ole Miss folks know how to throw a tailgate.

After all, their motto is “We may not win every game, but we’ve never lost a party.”

I had heard how nice, beautiful, and classy Oxford was, and we were not let down.

You know all those times you’ve been hot and had to use a horrible, smelly, disgusting porta potty? Well, not at Ole Miss.  They have the Hotty Toddy Potty.  This is a trailer full of bathrooms, like what are used for weddings and golf tournaments.  They are free and clean and all over the Grove.  This is something I can get behind!
We brought some class with us too.
 The Grove is the a ten acre plot of land on campus covered in pretty Southern trees and has tent after tent.  It has been called the mecca of tailgating.  I’d agree.

Maybe we can bring North Campus back to be like this…
 This tailgate had four tvs not to mention a replica of their famous building, the Lyceum.

 Every tailgate had a flower arrangement- mums or something fall-like but these women used cotton for a centerpiece.  I LOVE this idea!

This tailgate had a huge floral arrangement.  You may not be able to see it very well, but it is as tall as the tent in the left corner.
There were chandeliers at some tailgates and I even saw a live band performing at another tent.  Plus, everyone was so friendly!

The best spot was our tailgate where Sloan’s parents were so kind to host and feed us!
The game was frustrating with missed field goals, dropped passes, and horrible play calls, but we won!

So it was a little sunny…
That night we strolled around downtown Oxford.  What a quaint town with its porches and cute shops.
Bill and Bill
We drove around campus Saturday night and saw Rowan Oak, William Faulkner’s house.

Turns out, there was a Shipley’s near where we stayed.  Many thanks to my friends for patiently waiting to find an open one.  Gee whiz, Texas has lots of food that I miss and am lucky to find in other states!
 My corny, engineer father always made the joke growing up that Tupelo, Elvis’ birthplace in Mississippi, is on the map due south of One Below.  One year we drove by Graceland at Christmas just so my dad could show us the blue lights.

Naturally, we had to stop by the birthplace on our way home.
 

Oh the irony
The king is alive

I’ve had some great away games, but this one might be at the top of the list!  Can’t wait to go back next time!

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