What comes to mind when you hear Sweet Home Alabama? Is it a thoroughly mediocre rock song that has been so overplayed as to have reached saturation level? Maybe it’s an early 2000s Reese Witherspoon movie in which Patrick Dempsey is the bad guy and a dog drowns. (Or doesn’t drown, I forget the specifics.) Perhaps Alabama just brings to mind the stifiling humidity we are currently experiencing. Any road, all of those impressions can be cast aside, because the team Sweet Home Alabama is hitting the Cintas tonight, and bad rock songs and cookie cutter movies (did the dog maybe learn how to swim?
Zip Em Up v. Sweet Home Alabama: Game Preview
