If you've never been to a Saturday night game in Baton Rouge, if you're skeptical... it is fierce. It is the best place - in the world - to watch a sporting event. I went almost every year the last ten years with my dad. He would always get tickets to kind of less than prime time opponents - Western Kentucky, Tulane, Ole Miss ... and I would fly down from NYC to go. This may seem crazy, to fly across the country for a football game. It made perfect sense. These games were never forced to be daytime games by ESPN, and all of them except for Ole Miss, were usually easy wins. All the games we went to were at night, when it is about 30 degrees cooler and almost always raucous. This year was too. Even Shaq was there, firing the t-shirt cannon. I had a great time, stayed till the end. Even went down on the field, something I may never do again. But mostly, I missed my dad.