I remember exactly where I was when Cam Newton committed to Auburn. On I-20 on my way to Dallas for the second Ole Miss Cotton bowl in a row in fifty years. FIFTY YEARS!!
The most fun I've ever had at a non-Eggbowl OM game was in I think 88 or 89. I went (begrudgingly) to a game with some family members at Memorial Stadium in Jackson between the johnny rebs and Alabama.
I sat there on my hands during the first quarter as the Confeds scored 21 straight points to open the game. It was a waking nightmare as I sat amongst the penny-loafer-and-bowtie crowd while they chanted "Sugar! Sugar! Sugar". Up 21-0 over Bama, who could blame them, I guess. I was in hell.
Anyhoo, shortly thereafter, the world quickly spun back on its axis, Bama woke up and started being Bama. Thank the Lord, the rest of my day was absolutely delightful.
Halftime score: 48-21, Bama. Final score: 62-21 Bama. Or the a-holes up north might have scored a garbage time TD, I'm not sure, but I am sure it ended up being a fun day for me. Not so for my sh!thead family members who had to ride home with me in the car. I laughed and laughed. Good times.