Iron Bowl


Twas the night before the Iron Bowl, and all over the South, Bammers, as usual, were running their mouth. The pads were all hanging so neatly with care, in hopes that Coach Nick soon would be there. McElroy was nestled all snug in his bed, while visions of Fairley danced in his head. Auburn is perfect and one of the Best. They have one score to settle in the SEC West.

Itʻs on Bitches…

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