It was late November on the day of the Egg Bowl in 2014. Mississippi State fans from all over Mississippi were traveling to Oxford to witness the Bulldogs to take on the Rebels. Just two days after Thanksgiving, it was a crisp and cold fall day. At the current time, I was more of a State fan over Ole Miss fan, so on that day I happened to be warmly dressed in maroon. Little did I know, dressing in maroon would turn out to be a horrible idea.
It was my first Egg Bowl ever. It was also only my second time in Oxford. I grew up around Ole Miss fans my entire life, so part of me was always incredibly intimidated by Oxford and the people there. So, going into the day, I was already nervous. As I parked and started walked towards campus, I am pretty sure people all around me were staring at my clueless face. I felt so out of place. I was walking with a good friend of mine who promised to not leave me alone, but, of course, that promise was broken.
As I approached the so-called famous “The Grove,” my senses were instantly overwhelmed. The sea of blue and red tents, the smells of hot chocolate mixed with alcohol, along with sounds ranging from rowdy college students to screaming kids running around. Having asthma and being prone to anxiety, I ordered my friend not to leave my side. Two minutes later, he was gone, and I found myself …show more content…
I could barely catch my breath to tell someone. Finally, the words made it through my lips and two of my friends graciously carried me across campus to the infirmary, which happened to be closed. Could this day get any worse?? As they laid me down under a tree, I slowly began to regain my breath, coloring, and consciousness. This puzzled me because what I thought to be an asthma attack actually turned out to be a panic attack. Needless to say, the day did get worse. Mississippi State lost terribly to Ole Miss, and I swore I would never step foot back into Oxford,
It was my first Egg Bowl ever. It was also only my second time in Oxford. I grew up around Ole Miss fans my entire life, so part of me was always incredibly intimidated by Oxford and the people there. So, going into the day, I was already nervous. As I parked and started walked towards campus, I am pretty sure people all around me were staring at my clueless face. I felt so out of place. I was walking with a good friend of mine who promised to not leave me alone, but, of course, that promise was broken.
As I approached the so-called famous “The Grove,” my senses were instantly overwhelmed. The sea of blue and red tents, the smells of hot chocolate mixed with alcohol, along with sounds ranging from rowdy college students to screaming kids running around. Having asthma and being prone to anxiety, I ordered my friend not to leave my side. Two minutes later, he was gone, and I found myself …show more content…
I could barely catch my breath to tell someone. Finally, the words made it through my lips and two of my friends graciously carried me across campus to the infirmary, which happened to be closed. Could this day get any worse?? As they laid me down under a tree, I slowly began to regain my breath, coloring, and consciousness. This puzzled me because what I thought to be an asthma attack actually turned out to be a panic attack. Needless to say, the day did get worse. Mississippi State lost terribly to Ole Miss, and I swore I would never step foot back into Oxford,