It's All Happening
At first glance, it isn't obvious. It is still hot. As hot as it has been since June. It is still so humid that the evolutionary bright idea known as sweating doesn't do a bit of good. The dominant sound around campus is still construction from the three major projects that have disrupted classes and traffic all summer and now into the fall semester. There isn't any specific smell or taste either.
No. It is some kind of sixth sense. But once you notice it, it is positively overwhelming. It is a giddiness, a euphoria. It is a sparkle in eye of every person you meet on the concourse. It is the slightly upturned corners of everyone's mouths, who don't even realize that they're smiling. It is a glow that makes all of the girls even prettier. It is the collective knowledge that in two days we will all congregate in common cause.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is football season.