Wearing a garment of that shade of red favored by the locals, I am standing on a
street corner and watching them exiting that place from which so much fame and glory has originated, today the scene of their tragedy. The general attitude is subdued, their eyes
downcast, avoiding each others' gaze, as if looking into another person's eyes might cause them to realize the tragedy once more. the adults are depressed, sullen even. The smarter children know better than to laugh in the presence of defeat, those that do not are quickly silenced. There is no jovial
laughter, there are shouts of anger between familiars. Grimness pervades their
aspects.
The authorities have been forced to deploy themselves to restore order, likely to prevent a riot. Houndstooth purses and are tucked tightly under arms, possibly to prevent theft, or is it out of shame? But no one of them can disguise themselves from the phantom of defeat which I see hovering over and chastising their crimsoned torsos, heads and spirits. I saw none of them bleeding physically from wounds to the body, but their crimson exteriors were the perfect symbols for their bloodied spirits, sullied by the A&M.
On a side note, I'm sure that this defeat was totally insignificant, but I could not help commenting (and dramatizing) the spirit of defeat I have witnessed, especially when compared to the audible celebrations I am forced to endure. A little humility never hurt anyone, not even the Crimson Tide.
The authorities have been forced to deploy themselves to restore order, likely to prevent a riot. Houndstooth purses and are tucked tightly under arms, possibly to prevent theft, or is it out of shame? But no one of them can disguise themselves from the phantom of defeat which I see hovering over and chastising their crimsoned torsos, heads and spirits. I saw none of them bleeding physically from wounds to the body, but their crimson exteriors were the perfect symbols for their bloodied spirits, sullied by the A&M.
On a side note, I'm sure that this defeat was totally insignificant, but I could not help commenting (and dramatizing) the spirit of defeat I have witnessed, especially when compared to the audible celebrations I am forced to endure. A little humility never hurt anyone, not even the Crimson Tide.
