It's Friday nights spent under the lights cheering on your hometown team, and Saturdays spent in college towns (or in front of the TV) cheering on the SEC.
Growing up, I spent my Fridays in The Hornet's Nest cheering on my Roswell Hornets. These days, I cheer for a different kind of flying insect (though not on Saturdays), the Calhoun Yellow Jackets. I love the atmosphere that only a good old fashioned high school football game can bring.
