RE: Your story: why do you hate Tennessee?
I grew up in Memphis, and both my parents were Tiger fans, but my family on my mom's side were vawl fans. Every. Single. Year. When I was growing up in the 80s/90s, my ENTIRE family on that side would relentlessly argue, demean, insult, and degrade Memphis as a school, an athletic program, our conference, our tradition. Lest ye forget, they won the dag-blasted national championship in this time. I was never more glad to be an hour and a half away (from my own family - LOVE these people). It was actually really frustrating for me around the holidays (bowl season) because every conversation started with utk, and ended with utk, and me usually completely exasperated - because you're not supposed to kill your own family. It was relentlessly infuriatingly negative, and soul-sucking, to see my own family at the holidays! There was some yelling, plenty of cursing, there were some apologies, but there was never - NEVER - room in my life for the university of tennessee @ knoxville. I will never give it another nanosecond of my effort, because it physically, viscerally, gutturally affects me. Like in a lizard-brain amygdala kind of way. It's worse than my utter disgust for louisville. Now, I have to go take a Silkwood style needle shower to get the putrid filth off of me, having thought about it for so long.
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