I remember the first time I went to a game, I thought it was a cult. Everybody knew all the cheers and they dressed in USC gear from head to toe. And the weirdest part was that no matter what people were doing, they automatically threw up the \”fight on\” sign when tusk started to play. But by the time I graduated, I was one of those people. I enjoyed every tailgate and every game. Football seasons are one my favorite memories of undergrad.