VandyBubble is getting all nostalgic and asking about the disappearance of some aspects of Commodore livin:
Whatever happened to dressing up and taking dates to tailgates?
This is an age-old Southern tradition that has apparently gone to shit at Vanderbilt. Some bubbleheads might remember the pressure leading up to their first tailgate to have some fresh frat gear and a smokeshow arm ornament to flaunt around in the Nashville sun. Now, guys are out smashing beers on their skulls and tailgating at the asscrack of dawn in basketball jerseys, while girls dawdle around in their suites till 3pm with heavily photographed, but lightly alcoholic Andre pregames. We’re not saying that it’s wrong, but what happened to tradition?
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