Think about that first night. The one in Bobby Dodd.
A lot of us rode MARTA to the game. All you had to do was hop off at North Avenue and take a short walk past The Varsity. Past the tailgates. Over the bridge. Into the stadium.
I remember being surprised to see people on the train wearing jerseys. You heard the game was sold out but to see people actually wearing the jerseys, wearing the scarfs was something else. It was tangible.
I got to my seat early just to...I don’t know, see what a soccer field looked like?