One Pennsylvanian writer was still gushing over his experience in Tuscaloosa over the weekend. Here’s an excerpt from David Jones of The Patriot-News, from Pennlive.com:
“But I can tell you this much about my first trip to Alabama and I think a lot of PSU fans who made this trip would agree: Very few people associated with any team project as much grace and love for the game of college football than these folks. They’re good people. And it’s plain to see in every detail they’ve etched into their domain. Visiting it and meeting them has been a gratifying experience.”
“Everywhere I went on this trip — in the stadium, in the hotel, on the connecting flight to Atlanta on the way home — I met somebody else from Alabama just damned fun to talk to. The guy who videotapes the Million Dollar Band’s halftime performances (and what a big sound they make). The clerks who ask how your stay in their state is going — and sound like they really want to know. The Tide fan flew up from Florida with his wife and is planning a trip to State College next year for the rematch.
They all like people. They all know their football. They love to talk about it. And it’s not fake. It’s who they are.”
“Well, here’s one Yankee who’s glad they’re down here even if we rarely see them. ’Bama gets it right. It would be good to do right by them next fall.”
Well done, my fellow Bamians.
Penn State is a class program on our level that deserved the kind of treatment we gave them. The featured writer here is just one of many that I’ve heard saying similar things. We have a mutual respect for Penn State, because Penn State deserves our respect.
They aren’t a fledgling program, wallowing somewhere below the water line of collegiate football success. They don’t beat their chest over moral victories and close losses. PSU is a program that has been to the mountain, and not relegated to just talking about it or trying to pull others down from it.
Their program has actually accomplished something; hence, playing them actually means something. And so, the State fans experienced hospitality in its truest form.
Now, many lil aubuhns will read this, jump up and down and cry “nuh-uh! Them bammers are turrble!” But here’s the difference:
Penn State has earned our respect. So they get it, and then some. Writers don’t just make up stories like this one.
But like a beggar in the street who feels entitled to what’s in your wallet, abarn has historically done nothing and been nothing yet feels they deserve equal footing with The University of Alabama Crimson Tide.
The difference? Penn State is Prince Edward. Abarn is cousin Eddie.