We’re Tuscaloosa bound after being the proud final survivors to leave the media hotel work room.
It’s been a dizzying week in one of my favorite cities on earth. If you’ve never been here, do yourself a favor and book a trip.
This would have been a good week for a visit if you favor the Crimson Tide. We didn’t make it down to Bourbon Street last night, but I can imagine it was bananas.
But the fun (and a little work) comes to an end. Well, the work doesn’t.
So we drive back to Tuscaloosa a few pounds heavier and the calendar marked for a New Orleans return trip for the SEC basketball tournament.