There is not a doubt in my mind that the best part of my first year in college was the cool people I got to meet. Coming from a small town in the middle of nowhere, all of the different perspectives from all these different parts of the state and country really opened my eyes. I went to my first Buffalo Wild Wings, cried as I ate their Blazin’ wings, and learned to appreciate things I would have never considered before.
Like why someone would willingly root for the Tampa Bay Buccaneers.
J.T. Olson swears it made sense growing up in downstate Michigan.