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Fax Me Maybe: Auburn's National Signing Day in GIFs

The Undercover Barner is back for a special post-NSD edition chronicling Auburn's harrowing NSD adventures via her favorite medium: GIFs.

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What a day.

So I don't profess to be a recruiting guru. In fact, I'm quite the opposite. After the CyKo and Yeldon debacles a few years ago, I had to check out of pinning my emotions* on the whims of 17 to 18-year-old kids.

But I do enjoy the pageantry of National Signing Day. The anticipation, even when I haven't been waiting on a kid for 2 years, is addictive. Plus I've been in class during the bulk of it for the last three years, which involves me stifling both celebration and disappointment. It's like a fun game.

If you follow me on Twitter, you may have noticed my liberal usage of my favorite "Reaction GIFs" folder. We decided to aggregate some of our favorites (and add a few more) to bring you the story of Auburn's National Signing Day.

So just before 8:30 this morning, while I was sitting in criminal procedure, we got what would turn out to be a verbal commitment form the number 1 recruit in the country, Chucky enthusiast Byron Cowart.

And we were all like


And it wasn't long before the BARN'S CHEATIN PAWWWWWWL tweets started to roll in. Gotta hate that West Georgia Dog Track money, right?


Things were going well. Auburn fans, myself included, suddenly felt the need to gloat. Because why not? Everyone wanted to come to Auburn. I think my mailman committed to Auburn this morning.


Then we got some linebackers. LINEBACKERS, Y'ALL.


The future's looking bright. I mean, it's always great to be an Auburn Tiger, but defense is on its way back to the Plains.


And then we hit a snag. Cowart's LOI hadn't come in yet, despite assurances from EVERYONE. But Auburn said they weren't worried. Just a formality. No big deal. It's not like we aren't all still emotionally scarred or anything.


So we waited. And refreshed Twitter. And refreshed Twitter some more.


Full disclosure: I had to make myself eat lunch. Miss "I don't care about recruiting" let an 18-year-old's LOI affect her to the point where she actually felt ill. As the seconds ticked by, the whole situation got weirder and more frustrating.


Details started to trickle in. Enter Coach Calloway, noted Florida enthusiast.


We kept getting conflicting reports, some saying the letter had been faxed**, some saying that there were two and Florida was still in the mix, and some reports of a closed door meeting with the principal? Things were beginning to look bleak.


Finally, we heard his LOI was going to arrive in Auburn by 3pm. We waited with baited breath, some of us with computers that we weren't even supposed to have. And then Byron's mama said he sent it.


And then Auburn confirmed it.

sister act

Overall, today was a very good day. And maybe it feels just a little better*** because we almost lost Cowart, but even without him, Auburn signed a solid class. After some disappointment in the last couple of years, we came out of this one smelling like a rose.


War Eagle, y'all.


*However, I have no problem pinning my emotions on the athletic feats of 18 to 22-year-olds. That's much, much different.

**I know that recruits can send in their LOIs electronically now, but everyone is still using the fax machine. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY? I vote for carrier pigeons next year.

***This kind of felt like one of those times when you score a clear touchdown, everyone celebrates, the officials decide to review it, they take FOREVER, they confirm the call, and you get to celebrate all over again. It wasn't super fun, but all's well that ends well, right?