I love Auburn more than just about anything. It really does fall in line behind the standard important things in life — family, friends, religion, country, Auburn — and it’s something that becomes ingrained in those that experience it. That feeling is well-documented, and more eloquently-explained than I can jot down here.
With all loves, natural competition is created. Sure, you can be both a Beatles and a Rolling Stones fan, but eventually there’s somebody that wants to pit them together to see which you like the most. It happens with nearly everything, but in sports it’s especially different.