If you grew up in the South there is a nice chance that you love football. Whether you live for the Friday night lights of high school football or you are all about the Saturday's down South there is nothing that compares to the love of the game. Football is a game for young and old, one of America's finest.

Every Friday night you will see me decked out in my navy blue. Driving hours to go to high school football games will never get old to me. Every Saturday I am either in my purple and gold or my crimson and white. You know every single cheer and you watch every game. You can't imagine it any other way. There is a thrill in looking up at those lights. There is no feeling of happiness quite like kickoff. As a fan, this is our arena. This is home.

I go to football games to be a spectator. I scream at the top of my lungs for every single play. I cheer along with every cheer. Football is telling the refs you have a coupon for some glasses for them and for laughing at the coaches reactions. Football is painting your face up and putting too much effort in. Football is passion. Football is love. Football is the best thing ever.

It never fails that every year watching football end gets harder and harder. The end of the season becomes closer and the hopes of playoffs get higher. All of the high school attention turns to college and then to NFL. Every single game is cherished and talked about the entire week.

I will never get tired of asking coaches that come into my work how the team is looking. I doubt that there will ever be a time when I get tired of driving three hours to watch a high school game. I will be 70 years old still bleeding the same colors. Football is tried and true. I hate to see the season fade away, but I love the time that I am able to spend in it.