I'm the reason Alabama lost the Championship Game

I have to admit...

I am the reason 

we lost the Championship game against Clemson.

It had nothing at all

to do with players

or Coach Saban

or the defense

or the interceptions

or the kicker.

It was this Kat

and I take full responsibility for my actions.

Most people wouldn’t admit they are at fault, 

but in order to live with myself, 

I must confess and apologize…

Sorry Saban

Sorry Tua

Sorry Defense

Sorry Offense

Sorry kicker.

Who you calling sorry? 

Anywhooo….

I’m coming clean…

and admitting 

I didn’t stick to my BAMA routine 

and do the expected.

I failed to wear my usual lucky BAMA clothes 

and watch the game on our lucky couch in Nashville.

Instead PaulA and I were in Palm Springs for the game 

and I wore a crimson shirt, houndstooth belt, and white pants.  

White Jeans, Kat what were you thinking?  

There I was caring more about how I looked than the success of my team.  

I should have been wearing my 

usual sweatshirt 

the one that proudly screams Alabama, 

blue jeans, and cap.

Instead,

there I was sitting at a bar watching the game 

when I should’ve been on my couch at home

yelling at the tv...

giving PaulA high fives on first downs and 

when things weren't going well for the team...

moving to different parts of the couch, 

crossing and uncrossing my legs, 

changing my hair from up to down, 

and crossing my fingers.

I was a lame fan.

I wasn't there for the team when they needed me....

...like these fans...

So it’s all out there now…

the reason we lost the championship to Clemson.

My guilty admission 

was a lot to get off my chest, 

but good therapy.

I am finally beginning to let the loss go.

I promise that

If we end up in the championship game next year, 

I will be the fan 

BAMA is expecting me to be

and give it my all.

My Bad, Alabama.

This one is on me.

Roll Tide