I came over a hill on Riverbend Road the night before the Georgia Southern game and found the road at the bottom of the hill flanked with police cars and several cops standing on the centerline. Roadblock? No. Sobriety check? Probably. The officer at the front began waving me and my government vehicle through. As I approached I heard some shouting that ended with "...pickup truck!" Three officers simultaneously sprung into action as if springloaded. It was as impressive as synchronized swimming. I could see the one that darted in front of me grab his hat and hold it down as he began sprinting. A police car from the left also cut in front of me and across the oncoming traffic and then sped away. I imagine they could have scored several DUI arrests and probably a few underage-by-possesion.