Last year before the Iron Bowl, Chris Shelling Jr. told me he had a dream (he has Iron Bowl dreams every November).
In this dream, he stalked J.P. Wilson on Tuscaloosa’s campus. He followed him to the bathroom after class. He handed him a pillow and told him he should take it with him to Jordan-Hare, even carry it out on the field for Bama’s first play.
“Why,” Wilson asked.
“So you can bite down on it while Quentin Groves is…”
Last night, I had a dream. It didn’t have as silky a narrative as Jr.’s but I want to think that it’s fairly poignant, even if for the mere fact that I dreamed it at all.
It was the first game of the 2008 season. It wasn’t on TV, and being in Texas I couldn’t see it on pay-per-view — only that first game was, somehow, the Iron Bowl. And somehow, somehow, The Corner of Wire Road and Shug (which has really been rockin’ it lately) had some pirated game-tracker that included live video, and so I’m watching and we score in four plays, the touchdown coming on a 30+ yard straight ahead, head down barrel run by Eric Smith! He took it from the quickest shuffle pass ever from Chris Todd who was actually under center, he just pushed it like a bullet over to Smith on his right, and Little Rudie just never slowed down. Watch for this.
I woke myself up with a “War Eagle.”