Today is THE day of all days in college football in Alabama, the day where only a transplanted Yankee would dare to schedule their wedding (I can say that because I’m half-Yankee–and yes, I did have some non-Alabama native friends who did just that), the day that often pits brother against brother, co-worker against co-worker, husband against wife.

It’s Iron Bowl Day here in Alabama. For those of you non-Alabama residents, you might think, Big deal. But those of us reared in the ways of Alabama football know that this is the most emotional day of the sporting year. We live and die by the results of today’s game. We fight for the right to brag about the victory for the other 364 days of the year.

I *may* have mentioned before that I’m a Bama fan. And I am dating an Auburn fan, which adds an interesting twist to today’s game. Normally, I do root for Auburn when they’re not playing Bama. Today, of course, it’s Bama all the way. However, I realize that at the end of the afternoon, either my boyfriend or myself will be in hog heaven, while the other will be down in the dumps. So we’re both going to end up losers and winners at the same time. We’ll see how it goes. We’ll have an opportunity to “weep with those who weep and rejoice with those who rejoice.” Seriously, I think I’ll manage to be humble in victory and gracious in defeat. And I know he will as well.

My sister (a non-football fan) and her husband are going to the U2 concert in Atlanta tonight. I am just a little bit jealous. But she has promised to call me on her cell during the concert–I’ve given her a list of songs that I especially want to hear. I’m sure it won’t compare to being there, but it’s the next best thing for now.