Saturday, November 2, 2013
Today's keys
I think it boils down to:
- offensive line play
- getting the punt off
- and (as usual) protecting the football
Do those three things well, consistently...and we extend the streak to a third win.
Go Dawgs!
Friday, November 1, 2013
Friday Misery - Hunker Down like Nat did.
Look, I've been short of analysis too. Some of that might be the 4-3 record. No, actually I think it has more to do with the timing. Occasionally the WLOCP is molested by this pagan holiday called Halloween. It's is infringed upon and it is interfered with to unreasonable degrees.
I recall one year (much like next year to be honest) when Nama and I made sure our kids didn't get any razor blades in their candy bags on Friday night, hopped a plane early Saturday and were God's own Cocktail Party drunk by 10am in Jacksonville.
It may take a village to raise a youngun. But it takes some serious gotdamn planning some years to keep up more than appearances at the WLOCP.
Anyway, all that to say that things have been crazy this week. I've sucked (more than usual) as a blogger. And now I'm leaving. There's no time left. The car's packed and the scoreboard says I'm behind.
So here goes..
Two minute drill
All week long I've been honoring special Bulldogs who've had their moments in the Cocktail Party; I've been looking for the right person(s) to exemplify exactly what we need to beat these gotdamn lizards.
*spike*
Look, we've just got to hunker down. We've got to treat special teams like an honest to God actual phase of the game. We've got to go three, four, three and a half yards and a cloud of dust. We've got to remind these gator fans, even the ones that have never witnessed a tackle football game prior to 1990, what a looosing streak feels like.
"Gators, gators, how'd ya like to bite my ass?!?"
*spike*
Nice move Dawgs. Big gain and a first down. Time to punch these gators in their piehole.
Cuz, these reptiles are a different breed. We have to play like we own this bitch. This game is ours and they can only pretend to claim it. We're the 8th grade bully holding the ball sky high at arms length. They're the little pipsqueak that can't reach it if they tried. They're the guy that's been a gator all his life. Ripped up his UGA diploma and donned a pair of jorts.
Sad. Real sad.
*timeout*
Manage yourself. Manage your drunk. Manage your timeouts. Snap. Hold. Kick!
Sucks to be a gator y'all. See ya in Jacksonville. And if you can't manage to support the team...regardless of the score...regardless of your lameass lameassedness...regardless of you being in your time of the month...stay the hell home and go get yourself a pedicure.
The rest of us got this. Jacksonville bows to our supremacy. Come Sunday we say, "We came, we saw, we hunkered. Just like Nat did."
Go Dawgs!
I recall one year (much like next year to be honest) when Nama and I made sure our kids didn't get any razor blades in their candy bags on Friday night, hopped a plane early Saturday and were God's own Cocktail Party drunk by 10am in Jacksonville.
It may take a village to raise a youngun. But it takes some serious gotdamn planning some years to keep up more than appearances at the WLOCP.
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| Haters gon' lose. |
Anyway, all that to say that things have been crazy this week. I've sucked (more than usual) as a blogger. And now I'm leaving. There's no time left. The car's packed and the scoreboard says I'm behind.
So here goes..
Two minute drill
All week long I've been honoring special Bulldogs who've had their moments in the Cocktail Party; I've been looking for the right person(s) to exemplify exactly what we need to beat these gotdamn lizards.
*spike*
Look, we've just got to hunker down. We've got to treat special teams like an honest to God actual phase of the game. We've got to go three, four, three and a half yards and a cloud of dust. We've got to remind these gator fans, even the ones that have never witnessed a tackle football game prior to 1990, what a looosing streak feels like.
"Gators, gators, how'd ya like to bite my ass?!?"
*spike*
Nice move Dawgs. Big gain and a first down. Time to punch these gators in their piehole.
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| Hey...we got this y'all. |
Cuz, these reptiles are a different breed. We have to play like we own this bitch. This game is ours and they can only pretend to claim it. We're the 8th grade bully holding the ball sky high at arms length. They're the little pipsqueak that can't reach it if they tried. They're the guy that's been a gator all his life. Ripped up his UGA diploma and donned a pair of jorts.
Sad. Real sad.
*timeout*
Manage yourself. Manage your drunk. Manage your timeouts. Snap. Hold. Kick!
Sucks to be a gator y'all. See ya in Jacksonville. And if you can't manage to support the team...regardless of the score...regardless of your lameass lameassedness...regardless of you being in your time of the month...stay the hell home and go get yourself a pedicure.
The rest of us got this. Jacksonville bows to our supremacy. Come Sunday we say, "We came, we saw, we hunkered. Just like Nat did."
Go Dawgs!
Gator killer - Nat Hudson
In my mind the greatest gator killer of them all. Nat Hudson hunkered. He made the block. When his quarterback needed an extra second to find the receiver, which would extend the winning streak, beat Florida and keep a national title game's hope alive, he made the block. He dug deep and smacked a damn gator.
God bless you Nat Hudson!
God bless you Nat Hudson!
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Maybe...maybe...baby...
With all due respect, maybes ain't gon' cut it come Saturday.
Like Blutarsky said, with the bye week, more time and all that, why not open up the gates and cast a wider net?Trent Frix and Nathan Theus are competing this week for the gig after punter Collin Barber couldn’t handle a high snap from Frix in the loss at Vanderbilt on a costly special teams blunder.“We’ve kind of opened the competition back up and really analyzed what both those guys are doing,” said assistant coach John Lilly, who oversees the unit and makes the decision. “That’s the great thing about an open week. It gives you a little bit more time to work on some of those things. I think we’ve cleaned up maybe some of the techniques things that maybe could cause something to go awry. We’ll find out as we play the rest of the season." [emphasis added]
Chris DiMarco shows off his two-bit t-shirt
Every now and then you run across someone that has actually been to "The Swamp", the field where Florida plays their home games. Not many Georgia fans have been there since our annual renewal of the rivalry is played in neutral Jacksonville. But back in 1994 and 1995 as Jacksonville's stadium was being rebuilt, Georgia traveled to Gainesville and then Florida returned the favor in Athens the following year.
If you were there (along with Nama and Ann as the only people I actually know who went and survived the 1994 trek to Gainesville), please accept my deep appreciation.
For the rest of us, this is evidently a tradition for the gators...
If you were there (along with Nama and Ann as the only people I actually know who went and survived the 1994 trek to Gainesville), please accept my deep appreciation.
For the rest of us, this is evidently a tradition for the gators...
Cute huh? Bet DiMarco's shirt came free with the purchase of two pairs of jorts.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Larry Eustachy acknowledges your game Carl Pelini
Really only because this gives me an excuse to post one (or two) of my favorite all time pics in all of college athletics. That and the thought of a couple coaches blazing one up in the FAU Owls' film room gives me a chuckle.
Oh yeh. Get your creep on Larry. Then make room in the basement for another disgraced coach. Bo's bro is moving in!
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