Behind the Three Point Line: Eat a Peach - Especially you Gamecocks

My Christmas present this year from Grandma Kate was a trip up to Atlanta to see the Noles' in action again the Gamecocks of The University of South Carolina. I will be very upfront with you all here, I did not think that we had much of a chance in the game after watching VPI dismantle us in the ACC Championship Game.

Rian and I left Orlando around 6am, after a quick stop at the Starbucks we were on the Turnpike. Let me tell you this seven plus hour drive seemed like an hours drive down the road, the big difference you ask, no Critters. Rian and I could actually have a conversation without being hit by a stray Cheerio. We made great time to Atlanta, that is until we got four blocks from our hotel. That's when I noticed the Florida State Marching Chiefs walking down the middle of the road. I forgot about the parade for the game. This lead to about an hour delay. Finally we got checked in headed to the hotel bar and then to meet up with friends at STATS, apparently the 'official' FSU bar. Eatin' and drinkin' ensued at the bar and before we knew it game time was here.

We walked over to the Georgia Dome and noticed on the way to our seats there were certainly alot of Gamecocks in the FSU section. Little did we know there was a small ticket mix up and we were smack dab in the middle of the USCe section. Luckily we had some great USCe fans around us, cocky (you see what I did there) before the kickoff, but very nice. Then this happened:

Yea, that's Carolina's best player knocked out of the game.

Game changed from that point on. We couldn't have asked for a better game, especially since the Noles' came out on top 26-17. After giving up and not going to Cheetah's we hunted around downtown Atlanta for some grub, unsuccessfully. On this quest for food I had quite the interesting encounter with a lesbian and a "girl from California." You all can get your heads out of the gutter it was just a very strange exchange which Jason and Rian got quite a kick out of. We surrendered and headed back to the hotel to retire.

We were up relatively early for the drive back to Orlando. After stopping to get some grease at Cracker Barrel we hit the road. We were doing great on time until this accident. We had to take a detour around Macon, Georgia.

Mad Microsoft Paint 'skillz' on display again.

While on the back roads of Macon, Georgia I noticed that we were running a bit low on the ole petroleum so I pulled into a little gas mart. When I got out of the Jeep I heard this loud hissing noise. I thought someone left the air pressure pump on. Oh no, it was the back tire. Luckily I was able to pull over to a small parking area and change the tire, thank God for full size spares. Thirty minutes later we were back on the road to try to find I-75.

We finally made it back to Orlando, but not before stopping at a Bojangle's. I must say that it was pretty darn good. Needless to say we were a bit tired the next day.

Here are a few pics from the trip: