Thank You Sir, May I Have Another? - Evans Scandal, part II

I've read as much as I have time to. And although I was wrong yesterday with my guess that he would resign, I haven't given up on trying to discern how this Evans Scandal plays out. I just care too much...and the stakes could not be any higher.

What we don't know - The two key figures right now are Prez Adams and the media. We may know a lot about how Adams wheels and deals, but Evans is his guy. Hand picked just after Dooley was kicked in the rear, Georgia's AD has been Adams' glamour boy. That relationship should be given serious thought. Because although Adams might find some cleaner, shinier resumes I doubt he'd find a better director for UGAs athletics than the one who's been groomed.


As far as the media, we certainly know that they will drop the gloves (if there's any that are still on). But we don't yet know what's in the report or the videotape. And while both will definitely be harmful for Evans, the question may be...will it live up to the AllJackCrap's expectations?


What we do know - Damon Evans only missed one lesson from Dooley's tutelage - always use a driver. And it doesn't appear he's missed anything Adams' has taught him. He's savvy (when sober) and knows how to play the game. Drinking like a HillBilly punter and carousing like an Alabama spring coach (read: Mike Price in Auburn strip club) doesn't take away all of your dignity when you can face the cameras and digital voice recorders 18 hours later and play the only hand you've got.


I'll be man enough to admit I'm completely torn. When the news interrupted a round of golf yesterday I was quick to judgment. How can we have a guy who's behaved this way lead our own student-athletes? And although I've softened that sentiment at times, I still don't see how it plays out any other way.


But perhaps that's a rushed judgment steeped in embarrassment. Raise your hand if you woke up this morning and discovered that lump in your gut when you remembered yesterday's big headline? Or recalled the now infamous mugshot? Couple that with all the calls/texts I'm sure we've all had from friends in lower places and the embarrassment easily triples.


And that's no way to make a decision. Right now I don't really want a DUI offender in charge of 600 student athletes in Athens. I don't want a possible (...probable...) adulterer making hires within Butts-Mehre. But who's to say that after Ed Tolley does some work and the videotape runs its course that I can't be talked away from the ledge? I mean, do I really want Prez Adams hand choosing another AD when we've already dodged that bullet and came away smelling like English Privet? 


Yesterday I was mostly focused on prayers for Damon's wife and kids. Today I'll simply add that the powers that be make the best decision for Georgia.




Sidebar - For a superior read on the decision on Adams' desk, click over to Dean Legge's article. It's dead on.

Evans' Career Circling a Turd

I'm not really in a position (read: cell phone, limited WiFi) to go into a lot of detail. But this story is just too bizarre and ridiculous to not weigh in.

• Why does our current AD not have a driver? For what I gather and remember, Dooley always did.
• Then again, maybe Evans prefers his driver not be privy to his extra-curriculars.
• My guess is that Evans resigns. If he doesn't I'm guessing we're giving him another chance since he's going to be at the presser in an hour.
• I think Evans is a great AD that was on the verge of superstardom. I hate to lose him. I just don't see how the UGA Athletic office can be so hypocritical to keep its head man.
• And if they do, the ridiculousness will be tenfold when the next UGA student-athlete is suspended (or worse) do to an alcohol related offense.

Most importantly, I'm a big family first person. So while everyone focuses on Damon Evans' career at the press conference, I'll be more worried about his wife and kids. It's one thing to wake up in a jail cell fresh from a night of douchebaggery and lose your job. It's a lot more to lose your family.

DouchePyro of the Day

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Don't try this one at home kids...

h/t Today's Big Thing.

Now if it had spelled Disco Inferno...or ...Hello. My name is Bill and I'm a pyromaniac...well, that would've earned some cool points. But no, you're just a douche with a four beer buzz and an empty gas can.

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The Legend of Isner Grows

A couple videos of John Isner enjoying the fruits of his 11 hour labor. First an appearance on Good Morning America and then the former Georgia star giving the Top Ten list for David Letterman, most of which are pretty funny. Mainly, it looks like the kid is having fun.

GATA Dawg Nation

Sorry, no meatloaf or margarita today. But I do have another video full of some great pics and a good tune. So put your feet up for a few and crank the speakers UP!

Dawgs are in a six, hunker down you guys!

Trivial Update - Serving Up Isner

#ThursdaysRTrivial ep. 49 coming up right after this PSA: Roger Federer wishes he could bark like Big John.

#ThursdaysRTrivial episode 49 "Barking in London". Welcome to the strawberries and cream edition of the Twitter Twivia show that's always served with a side of Dawg. REPLY back your answer for a chance at a fabulous prize. Of course you know John Isner was a star at UGA and may even remember he was the 1 seed in the 2007 NCAA Tournament. But do you know who defeated the top Dawg?


The former Dawg tennis star did a lot as an ambassador for the University of Georgia this week, so it was time to show some love back. Although the end of Isner's run was anti-climatic (and how could it not be without a trophy...?), his stardom is now in line with his game. He'll soon be a top ten player and there's few people worldwide who follow tennis and don't know his name.


And if they watched any of his interviews, they also know he knows a thing or two about hunkering down 'tween the hedges as well as on the court.


We had one contestant who toyed with a serve right down the middle and it surely would've been an ace. But instead it hit the tape...


But Nama's fresh off a stellar run on an Atlanta circuit in T2:
@BernieDawg Somdev Devvarman was the one who beat Isner. Some one probably beat me but figured I would chime in!


Well done buddy! Enjoy the old school Dawg tee, the same one John was rockin' while talking to tv journalists around the world. Somdev even won the next year as well. Forced those Wahoos to retire his tennis gear in infamy.


For the rest of you, here's a nice interview with Isner's mom where she gives a nice shout-out to the Dawg Nation.

Is John Isner in Tennis Purgatory?

UPDATE: ISNER BEATS FROG LEGS

Let's put this in perspective, or at least try.

• the 10 hour match (so far) has eclipsed the previous record by over 3 hours
• I once complained about a long, hot three hour, three set match. Ergo, I'm a tennis wuss.
• there's been 193 aces - 98 for John, 93 for the frenchturd
• they played 118 games in this 5th set alone. The previous record for a match was 112 games.

We could go on and on. The fact remains that these guys are in a match that apparently will never end. They played 4 sets Tuesday evening and came back Wednesday to play another 7 hours with no winner decided.

I've watched about 75% of the match. The quaint Court #18 has grown remarkably in the number of fans that surround it. We knew back in January that John was playing great tennis. His serve is practically unbreakable; unfortunately his return of serve hasn't come around enough to get him out of jams. Yet he's had a couple match points. Tomorrow it's time to finish the drill..

We won't hear much barking across the pond. But it'd be nice if we'd all bark like hell at our TVs (or laptops) today.

Some other good readings:

• Longest match in history suspended
• Hale thinks Isner is the Energizer Bunny
• John Isner Tennis
• In case it's not televised locally in your area, try ESPN360

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

End of an Era, a Haleian Effort

Just as the 1980 season came to a wonderful end in New Orleans and the 1990 baseball season left us wanting more...David Hale is taking his craft to the Philadelphia Phillies. To say he will be sorely missed is just another foul ball.


I've often said here in this space that if you're reading my stuff before you click to his, you should indulge yourself in a mental evaluation. The guy is more than fair and balanced. He gives great insight and writes with purpose. But as usual, he said it best with this extract from his original blog post:

My name is David Hale, and a quick Google search reveals that I am no more than the 63rd most important person with that name in the world. I’ve lived in Georgia for two of the past three years, during which time I covered UGA football regularly. I’ll tell you right off the bat I neither root for the Bulldogs nor do I root against them. What I root for is a good story, and luckily for me, Georgia routinely does a good job of delivering exactly that.

Read more: http://dawg-extra.blogspot.com/2008/07/kicking-things-off.html#ixzz0rg09MJvP

We are certainly lucky that he's been our beat guy, but we're even luckier that he's set the bar so high for the next guy. Although I don't see how anyone could clear it. After all, Hale was the recipient of the 2009 Bloodshot Eyeball Award. 


So we here at BDB wish the Great Hale the best of luck. In tribute, whenever someone reaches a particularly high level of Georgia athletics coverage...we shall refer to it as a Haleian effort. May the new gig pay you well enough to support your cheesesteak addiction.


Gee wiz...cheez wiz. We'll miss ya.

GATA Richard Tardits

While David Pollack was busy playing PeeWee ball with his future UGA roommate, there was a frenchman terrorizing SEC QBs and adding his name to record books. Richard Le Sack Tardits hadn't played American football when he walked onto Dooley's team in 1985. But by the time he left UGA, he'd learned a thing or two.

This is a vintage video after a victory over floriDuh in 1987. h/t ghostoferkrussell

Richard Tardits...DamnGoodDawg.

Monday’s Margarita – Teeing it up with Dear Ol' Dad

We’re live from the Outer Banks! Weather’s here, wish you were beautiful.

For all you dads out there, hope the weekend was full of homemade gifts and a couple of naps in between cold beverages.  Since we were back on the road yesterday, my wife was nice enough to drive. Unfortunately the kids woudn’t give up the DVD player though. Being a father only gets you so far I guess. So instead of watching The Princess Bride for the 957^th time, I spent some time reflecting on the meaning of fatherhood…and telling my lady what an awesome driver she is.

I also spent part of yesterday packing the car to get the family ready for the beach. As I did so, I could vividly remember my dad doing the same thing when I was 10 or so. I recall him wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead and his shirt drenched in sweat as my mom or my grandmother brought yet another brown Piggly Wiggly sack out to fit into the car.

The same car that had just been perfectly packed and declared ready for interstate travel. So as I slammed the trunk shut and secured the DVD player's connections, I smiled just a little for dear ol' Dad. Cuz when the kids get to the beach and suddenly have their beach toys and the wife miraculously has her twelve or so hair modifying implements...well, we will be glad a dad was up for the task.

Today's Ingredients - shake em up...salt or no salt?

• While talk of conference expansion has dwindled to a dull roar, Hale has been posting aplenty on the Butts-Mehre Expansion. If you haven’t taken a peek yet, put on your hardhat and click.
• Nice to see a Dawg shirt on the poana greens of Pebble Beach during the final round of the US Open yesterday. Russell Henley hunkered down with the big boys and got some high praise from a former champion.
• Watts Dantzler found nice way to hunker down on Father's Day. Here's Simmons' inside take.
• The Senator outlines why exactly it'll be a weird frackin' year in the Big Ten (the new one).
• Following the twitter updates during a World Cup match has been interesting. And Exile sums up why I follow a sport I don't particularly enjoy watching...as opposed to playing.
• Yesterday was day 76 of the countdown. How could I have forgotten about this Dawg?
• Got an opinion on how Tennessee will fair this 2010 season? Do you know exactly how bad they will suck? coacknfire has a poll for you.
• I've been following Kyle's updates on the CWS. I've thought to myself on more than one occasion that he's just a glutton for punishment given the Diamond Dawgs poor season. But he evidently finds silver linings as well. 
• Meanwhile, Clarkson gives us an idea how Perno will (and has been) working with the pitchers.
• I've been wondering why Kris Durham was such a Royals' fan while following him on the Twitter. Weiszer explains why.
• Mike has some thoughts about Boulder and wants your input if you're gonna be there.
• Thanks for those hundred of you who helped me figure out who broke that lamp from my childhood. I would guess the White House is breathing a lot easier these days now that Hanoi Jane is standing in the middle of the broken fragments with a tube of krazy glue.
• And Connor Nolte had a pretty good Father's Day present for his dad, thanks to Coach Fox. Great story.

As my 8yo did everything to avoid me yesterday morning (after spending an hour and a half packing the car) while knowing she was in trouble, I couldn't help but remember another anecdote from being my dad's son. I guess the underlying theme would be GUILT. 

I often recall learning the game of golf while playing with dad on a 9-hole community course my grandfather helped design in Blackville, SC. I remember teeing the ball up in the fairway after a particularly short tee shot. I discreetly glanced at my dad as he ventured up the fairway towards the place where his tee shot had settled. Wrought with guilt my hands seemed to curse me as I addressed the Pinnacle 3. 

Finally, after a few moments of awkwardly failing to complete a backswing, I placed the wooden aid back in my junior bag and played the ball as it lied, or at least as it had originally laid. I guess even from a distance fathers can have a positive effect in their children's decisions.

Now if I could just get mine to make a decent bloody mary without my presence in the kitchen. Here's your cocktail napkin Reader. Don't spill any on your work station.

Bernie