Trying to get your roommate out of bed at 7a.m. for a noon game...

... And regretting going out the night before.

Deciding whether to make yourself presentable, or to go with the "I woke up like this" philosophy.

Choosing to just deck yourself out in every piece of school spirit clothing you own.

Going through whatever pre-game rituals you and your friends have turned into traditions.

Choosing which tailgate to hit up first, and mapping out all of your other stops.

Catching the smell of something cooking on the grill and realizing that cheat days are, in fact, a very real thing.

Finding a really great party, but not being able to move through the sea of people.

Taking beer pong as seriously as the football players are taking their game.

Seeing someone who thinks it's okay to wear the opposing team's colors on your school's turf.

The constant background noise consisting of only "I'm not even that drunk" and "I swear I'm fine."

Trying to find a decent spot to take a picture with your friends so everyone that follows you will know you had a really, really, really, good time.

Becoming momentary best friends with strangers when your team makes an amazing play.

Pretending you actually, know what's going on in the game.

Seeing people relieving themselves in random, very public places because they "broke the seal."

Having that one friend that freaks out if the cops come within a one-mile radius.

Carefully choosing the perfect time to visit your family's tailgate.

Constantly telling your friends, and even some strangers, how much you love them...and their hair...and their outfit.

Walking into the stadium with an overwhelming sense of pride for your school and being ready to cheer on your team, win or lose.