Thanksgiving at the Varsity in Atlanta, two years in a row

In my preteen years I was a Boy Scout in Troop 132 of Marietta. Two years, maybe more, our troop went to Georgia Tech on Thanksgiving Day to the annual football game between Tech and UGA Freshmen teams. Our duty that day was to make our presence in uniforms known and be on the watch for people with alcoholic beverages and cameras. If we should see someone either drinking or taking a pictures we are not to inform them of the rules and threaten to throw them out. We were to do what we, as obedient scouts, do what we most likely had experience at: Go tell on them. I was amazed how dumpy and in bad shape the houses across from the stadium were. Both times after the game we went to The Varsity. To me, it was unbelievable of all the young Tech freshmen wearing yellow or orange “Go to Hell” caps with THE HELL WITH GEORGIA on the turned up bill. It seems like somebody of authority would take their names, like they would in high school. Another scary thing was the urgency and the sincerity of taking your order: “WHADAYA HAVE, WHADAYA HAVE? And in the blazing sincere eyes of he order taker said, “Tell me now, or I will explode.” Some things don’t change, now WHADAYA HAVE? Still comes from the order taker, but with an accent and more relaxed.