Domestic Iron Bowl

Deep in the heart of Dixie, there are two camps.

There are those who will be found in crimson and white most fall Saturdays. {This is what we call the good camp.}Then there are those who will be found in orange and blue. {This is what we would have called the bad camp, iffen' they hadn't sent such a cute representative.}
And, although these tribal colors point to the most sacred of southern allegiances, it turns out that, against all odds and contrary to all prior human experience, it is possible for a Wearer of the Crimson and a Wearer of the Orange to come together and play nice.

At least until November, that is.