Jeremy and I have been traveling to see our Appalachian State Mountaineers play since 2008 when we randomly decided to take a road trip to watch our boys take on Michigan in the Big House. Needless to say, it was a great decision in the end as we joyously jumped up and down, fearful of being up so high, but couldn't help but celebrate nonetheless.
Since then, we've traveled to small schools and big schools with the hope of seeing wins for our beloved alma mater. Chattanooga, NC State, LSU, East Carolina and the Citadel have been a few of the schools that we have visited to cheer on our Mountaineers.
This year, Clemson was on our schedule and we headed to Death Vally hoping to witness an upset. Notice I said HOPE. The thing about traveling to these different home turfs is that you have a chance of losing. And sometimes it's big-time losing, like we did down in Clemson a few weeks ago. You also never know how fans are going to be. Michigan fans constantly mis-pronounced "Appalachian" and asked who we were and LSU fans screamed "tiger bait" at us with an annoyingly southern twang. But Clemson... Clemson was different. Before we even started the game and losing badly, they were nothing but nice. They were helpful telling us where to go and had southern charm like no other. It was like the chancellor told them to be on their best behavior. It made losing a little more bearable.
We were getting beat by Clemson pretty badly but we had a great time supporting our school while we were there. We had great seats, were able to walk some of the beautiful campus and experience another school's spirt among our own. Jeremy and I consider App football games some of our first dates so to experience them year after year reminds us of the time we started to fall for each other. Win or lose, we love our Mountaineers. Go! Fight! Kick Ass!