Valdosta High Touchdown Club treasurer and football museum curator David Waller holds the 1947 Valdosta High Class B state championship trophy while giving a guided tour Tuesday evening.

TitleTown.

What does this prestigious nickname truly mean?

As ESPN rolls out footage of Chicago, Pittsburgh, Knoxville, Tenn., Jayhawk nation and the one-team town of Green Bay, Wisc., championship trophies line tables and players show championship rings.

That’s great for TrophyTown, but this is TitleTown. And this is Winnersville.

I’ve been to Yankees games, Mets games, Islanders games and several other New York sports productions, and you want the teams to win so you can brag. I’ve been to games involving Boston’s teams, and there you want to win so you can be better than New York. I’ve been to games at the University of Florida, and there you want the team to win so you can do keg stands instead of shots.

Is that TitleTown? Nope.

TitleTown is feeling a winning aura without even being at a game, hearing boasts of the community or looking at dozens of banners.

And oh how the banners hang. They hang in a stadium which rises from seemingly the middle of nowhere to house tradition, revelry, rivalry and the spirits.

When I first arrived in Valdosta, I knew very little about the town. My buddy told me it was small, but passionate.

I asked friends, neighbors, random people at Wal-Mart and fellow sports writers. They all said the same thing. Valdosta is football, and football is Valdosta.

Whoa, buddy.

The feeling on a Friday night, or a Saturday when Valdosta State is throwing around a team like they were a little child trying to grab the ball from his older cousins, is unmatched.

Valdosta-Lowndes football contests — a high school football game, mind you — rival any professional playoff game I’ve ever been to, in the sense that these teams are putting it all on the line, to not just win a title, but become the essence of a title.

Valdosta is TitleTown, not because of all the trophies shining at Bazemore-Hyder Stadium, at VSU, at Lowndes, Georgia Christian, Valwood or Open Bible. It’s TitleTown USA because all of those trophies, championships, accolades and national attention have given us a spirit, an identity.

It’s an identity represented in high school stadiums, rising up like a boastful flag staking its territory, or another concrete palace marking the highway as the arrival to sports’ elite, or a single red letter V meaning much more than the victory it could stand for.

It’s walking anywhere on a Friday or Saturday and hearing not about whether or not the team may win, it’s how they are going to dominate.

It’s going to a practice and seeing dozens of fans watching both the teenagers and the tradition fine tune and reinvent itself. Fans discussing how the team was, and how it will be.

Valdosta may not have the clout, the population, the budget or the national exposure that some of the other TitleTown cities do, but we don’t need it.

We know we’re among the best of the TitleTown finalists, and having ESPN show the world will make the legend of Winnersville that much more of a championship attitude.

It’s an attitude that doesn’t brag about titles anymore. It’s an attitude that makes titles.

It’s an attitude that makes Valdosta TitleTown USA.