An article about how I hate Clemson is supposed to appear here today, but I don’t have it in me. If bloodlust is what you’re looking for, then go read the piece I wrote earlier this Summer on hating the Tigers. You can find it here, and I promise you it will scratch all of your itches for that kind of thing.
Today, I’m feeling sentimental about the fact we’re all going to get in a stadium again and yell. This time last year we covered the fact that it’s important to yell. So I must admit that I am thankful for the Clemson fans that will make up the other half of Bank of America Stadium on Saturday night, if only because they are going to contribute to the feeling of normalcy that will come with being surrounded by color and noise.