As soon as I entered the stadium, a fellow came up to me and asked me what I was doing. I stuck my chest out and informed him that I was a friend of Hiwassee Vol's, and that HV had sent me to offer some help to the Big Orange. The gentleman told me to wait right there. Now I figured he was going to get someone to escort me down to the field, or to take me to the clubhouse, or even getting a key to let me in the press box so I could relax until time for warm-ups. In 3 minutes, UT police showed up, dragged me out of the stadium, and tossed me onto the street, Todd Helton Drive no less. What's up with this kind of treatment?
I know it's hard to believe that I took the time to type this, but things are slow here in the sticks.
