The struggles of a game day at LSU are as numerous as the stars.

Here are a few of my favorites:

1. The Heat. Dear Lord, the heat. It’s like the devil himself came and sat down upon the Parade Grounds. There are not enough coffee filters in the world to blot the beads of sweat off of the people out there. And with that heat comes... 

2. The Sweaty Frat Boy. Boys: we love to love them, but we really love to hate them. Let me explain with this easy-to-understand formula: sweltering heat + alcohol + boys in long sleeve shirts = sweaty stumbling boys. In this weather, dodging falling boys is a talent.

3. The Lack of Food. Oh my gosh the hunger. I never thought I could be that hungry until it happened to me. Next time I’m sticking some granola bars in my purse.

4. The Cowboy Boots. “Yeah sweetheart, these won’t give you blisters” – the lie I was told when I purchased my cowboy boots. Guess who has blisters? Yeah, me.

5. Paper PlateS. What are you going to do when that sucker holding the food that you somehow managed to scrounge up breaks in half? You def can't fan yourself now. The shame of it is that if it were clean, you could've used it to wipe yourself off and not sweat to death.

GEAUX TIGERS!