The follow is a guest post by Pastor Jeremy Haskins
I love the color orange. But, let me be clear, not just any tint of orange, Tennessee Orange ( PMS 151, CMYK: 0/50/100/0, HEX: #f77f00). I’m well aware that to most outside of the state of Tennessee this color is horrific. But this unique color, symbolic of fall in East Tennessee, is a glorious sight to me. It’s the color of my beloved Vols!
The Sugar Bowl of 1986 sealed my love for the Big Orange. When the underdog Volunteers toppled the Miami Hurricanes under Coach Johnny Majors, I was hooked. As a kid, I mimicked Carl Pickens, Reggie Cobb, and Chuck Webb in my backyard. I worried like everyone else about who would replace Andy Kelly and then Heath Shuler. Thankfully, the greatest QB ever, #16, donned the orange and white.
Each year, I joke with my wife about getting me a blue tick hound for Christmas –kinda joke. There is nothing like hearing the words, “It’s Football Time in Tennessee!” There is nothing like seeing the Vols run through the ‘T’ as “Rocky Top” blares. There is nothing like hearing over 102,000 crazy fans scream at the top of their lungs on 3rd and short. And every time the Vols score a touchdown, I still hear John Ward declare, “Give. Him. Six!”.