The theme this week is people in my graduating high school class. They're all dead, so I'm changing the names so their ghosts don't get mad.
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Auburn +7.5 When I was in middle school, I didn't tell any of my friends that I collected Warhammer stuff. I secretly considered who I could potentially introduce to the hobby. I thought about this guy named Gareth as a possibility but it never materialized. Now he's dead.
Tennessee +2.5 There was a guy named Nate. He drove a Saturn. One time it got keyed and he had to be physically restrained from attacking the person who keyed his Saturn. When he wrote in my senior yearbook, he ended his message with "Keep Livin!" Now he's dead.
Alabama -14 There was a girl named Natasha who I never talked to but she insisted on swapping wallet-sized senior pictures. Now she's dead.
Oklahoma -4 There was a guy named Jason. His last name was some cajun nonsense. I should have put this one on the LSU game. Oh well. In middle school, while sitting behind me in class, he drew on my favorite shirt (Florida St. tee). Now he's dead.
Texas -3 There was a guy named Chris. I think he was friends with Gareth. He was ashen and fey. Didn't really know him. Now he's dead.
Kentucky -10.5 There was a girl named Ashley. She was tall and of tanned complexion. She dated a guy named Robert who, in 8th grade, asked me if I smoked and when I said no, followed up with "oh, so you quit?" Also, in 5th grade a popular thing we talked about was a "red eye" where you shoot blood out of your butt into someone's eye (really, this was a thing we said). On our chartered bus trip to Washington D.C., my friend James (alive) called Robert "Red Eye Robert: Best Shot on the Bus." Robert might be dead, but Ashley from the start of this story definitely is.
