Stay away.
Travelled there in 93 with Shuler's Vols. Swore I'd never go back to that den of iniquity. I was stationed (safely) in one endzone with other UT students who got their tix thru the university. Whenever Fla would do anything good, the upper decks would erupt with a hail of projectiles (cups, wads of who knows what, etc.) so thick that it appeared to be a fog descending upon the helpless Vol fans sitting in the sections mentioned in the above post. Police did nothing short of abetting the whole process.
Walking back to the car, we had to pass by a row of frat houses. There were a couple of orange-clad "blue-haired beauties" walking about 20 feet behind us, unattended by gentlemen. I mean these die hard Vol fans must have been 70 years old or more... they were elderly. A couple of frat boys sitting in front of one of the houses spoke not a word to me and my friend as we strolled by, but let out a barrage of swearing that would make a sailor blush toward the old ladies. Seriously? I may have done a few things in my life that were classless, but berating some little old lady fans of the team we just beat ain't one of 'em.
I got no use for the whole state. May that frat house have long since been dozed for extra parking.
AV