I’m rooting for the Atlanta Falcons today.
For several reasons.
There are a few players on the Falcons with whom I have a special connection. Tony Gonzalez spent more than a decade as a standout tight end for my Kansas City Chiefs and Sean Weatherspoon, William Moore, and Chase Coffman were part of the incredible Mizzou Tigers teams of the late 2000’s.
But, apart from those connections, I’ve just always had good experiences with Georgia people. It’s like being around Canadians. They’re really nice. Not only were they really sweet to me in Columbia when the Bulldogs destroyed my Tigers in September (We had folks offering us free beer after the game, and not in snarky asshole-ish way.), but when I traveled to Atlanta (inadvertently booking me and three other white boys into a hotel ‘in the hood’, their words) they were also sweet to us. The Chiefs got hammered that day in the Georgia Dome, and we had Falcons fans reassuring us: “Don’t worry about it, you guys’ll get it next year!” they said.
But I’ll never forget the kindness of the folks ‘in the hood’ (Again, their words. We had several folks ask us literally why we were hanging out in the hood.) who made four out-of-place white boys feel at home.