My goodness, "Can't we all just get along?" My wife, three kids (ages 11,10, and 6) and I were at the Sugar Bowl that night. 40-yard line, lower level. The loudest indoor game I've ever attended...my ears were 'ringing' the next day as if I'd been to a rock concert. Funny though, my most vivid recollection is when we returned to our hotel after the game...my 6-year-old climbed on my lap and innocently asked, "Daddy, would you please quit smoking?" (I assume there was some anti-smoking lesson in her first-grade class and that was on her mind, not the Vol's victory over Miami.) I quit (cold turkey) that night and haven't smoked again. I know it doesn't mean much to anyone except me...but I felt like sharing.