My Dog Wears Diapers

Admittedly, that headline was only for my own benefit. After all, I married into a family that happens to have a few LSU fans and at least one alumnus. I’m the sole Green Waver; I felt surrounded in New Orleans, and I feel surrounded here.

But hope springs eternal, as a family member was fond of saying. All Tulane fans wish and pray for the return of the glory days—those were in the 30′s, incidentally. Actually, my senior year at Tulane was the year of the resurgence, when Tulane miraculously pulled off a 12-0 season, culminating in a thorough whipping of BYU at the Liberty Bowl. Memphis, you’re a lovely town, by the way.

Ever since then, well, it’s been business as usual. Thankfully, my Green Wave always manage to bring a big game when they play LSU, as well they should. This year, they travel to the swamp for that game, which is hardly hospitable to anyone. God bless and good luck, Tulane. A one, a two, a helluva hullabaloo! (sorry for the language, but I didn’t write the song)