Saturday, November 16, 2013
WarTiglesmen killer - Michael Johnson
Yesterday we looked at the 2002 renewal of this Georgia-Auburn rivalry and Sean Jones' specific impact. Today it's the guy on the other side of the ball, Greene's favorite target that day - Michael Johnson.
As mentioned earlier, the offense struggled converting third downs and found themselves in a 14-3 hole at halftime. But adjustments were made in the locker room and Johnson was targeted much of the second half. Still, Auburn answered Georgia's first touchdown in the third quarter with one of their own and held a 21-17 lead for most of the fourth quarter. But Greene and his offense took over with 1:58 left in the game needing a touchdown to keep alive their hopes of going to Atlanta for their first ever SECCG.
And it was Johnson who caught passes on the first and last plays of that historic drive, the second of which came on the now infamous 4th down call a full 19 yards away from the goalline - 70X Takeoff.
The rest is history. Michael Johnson became a legend that evening in Auburn. And with good reason. His numbers - 13 catches for 141 yards and a touchdown.
Michael Johnson, damn good Dawg!
As mentioned earlier, the offense struggled converting third downs and found themselves in a 14-3 hole at halftime. But adjustments were made in the locker room and Johnson was targeted much of the second half. Still, Auburn answered Georgia's first touchdown in the third quarter with one of their own and held a 21-17 lead for most of the fourth quarter. But Greene and his offense took over with 1:58 left in the game needing a touchdown to keep alive their hopes of going to Atlanta for their first ever SECCG.
And it was Johnson who caught passes on the first and last plays of that historic drive, the second of which came on the now infamous 4th down call a full 19 yards away from the goalline - 70X Takeoff.
The rest is history. Michael Johnson became a legend that evening in Auburn. And with good reason. His numbers - 13 catches for 141 yards and a touchdown.
Michael Johnson, damn good Dawg!
Gameday, on the plains
Gonna be an exciting day! And I'll try and post some pics/videos if I'm able. But while I'm away I thought it'd be fun to have another little contest. The guys at KeyPoint Technologies have graciously agreed to give away another FIVE FREE DOWNLOADS of their Android smart keyboard made especially for Dawg fans (see pics below).
So the question is below, all you have to do is answer correctly in the comments. First five take the prize!
So the question is below, all you have to do is answer correctly in the comments. First five take the prize!
The Deep South's Oldest Rivalry has been played in seven different cities dating back to 1892. It was played in Athens as early as 1912, but not in Auburn for quite some time. What was the first year it was played in Auburn?
If you miss the chance on winning the free download outright, don't worry. KeyPoint Technologies is also giving you a chance to download the keyboard for 50% off JUST THIS WEEKEND!! So if you're an Android user and would like it, just CLICK HERE!
As always, thanks for reading. And Go Dawgs!
As always, thanks for reading. And Go Dawgs!
Homecoming: the sights, the sounds, the interviews
Some of Nama's footage from last Saturday in Athens. I want you to pay particular attention to our debate on what the Georgia at Auburn line would be. And of course, notice who was right. Ahem.
But mainly notice the beautiful kids and the Damn Good Dawgs at the Dawg Walk! Was a great day to be in Athens!
But mainly notice the beautiful kids and the Damn Good Dawgs at the Dawg Walk! Was a great day to be in Athens!
Friday, November 15, 2013
Friday Misery - tales of burglary and animal husbandry
They say that Misery loves company. Let's huddle up shall we?
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Ahem, as I was saying...want to punch them in their filthy face. Wanna line up and ram the ball down their Pat Dye throats cuz that bastard's been dead to me for years! I want Murray to throw for 600 and Gurley to score touchdowns til Wednesday. No, not next Wednesday. The third Wednesday of December! I hate their Nick Fairley guts! I hate their War, their Damn, their TigerEagle, and their laughable SAT scores. Everything they've earned, they've stolen. Everything they've won has involved some short cut. When they can't win the game on the field, they aim their fire hoses at anyone within a 100 yard radius that reminds them of everything they'll never be - smart, athletic, classy, well dressed, able to obtain dates with non-livestock, mature, sophisticated, intelligent enough to operate their own pants zipper, developed beyond the paleolithic era, funny, astute, enlightened, playing with a full 52 cards, capable of controlling one's own saliva, family tree branches. And it has leaves.
Tradition rich thievery
Oh, perhaps that last one cut a little deep. After all, modern anthropologists agree that the citizens of Auburn have not been able to wipe their ass with anything other than their own hands since 1937. And hey! That's something all Auburn fans can claim as their own! A tradition as deep and rich as two-ply Charmin. Give yourself a pat on the back Barners!
But every other tradition on the plains is friggin' stolen. Right down to their fight song. Bless their hearts, music can be so hard to create on one's own when the university has all the rhythm of a frozen faucet. Don't believe me? Watch an Auburn "graduate" try and clap their hands after a touchdown or a successfully placed bribe. It's about the funniest twenty-six seconds of your life before they just give up and stomp their feet. Again, paleolithic era FOR THE WIN!!
Auburn steals players, they steal championships, they steal their own school's accreditation and burn it during some sixth grade science experiment go awry. "Look y'all! Fire really do get hhHHHHOOOTT!!! OUCH!"
Hell, they even have men there that steal women's purses. Sad really. Almost as sad as the guy that played Grand Theft Auto with someone's actual truck. Oh wait, that was Auburn too. Figures.
And now they've adopted a former Georgia quarterback; a kid that took money from his own teammates. It makes sense really. What other locker room would he possibly fit into except for the one that's also full of cheaters and short cutters? I'm all for second chances. You can believe that. It's just funny how so many of them come in Lee County AL.
You wanna hunker, or you wanna date Mr. Ed?
I need y'all to feel this now. I can smell the negativity from a mile away and I can sense the uncertainty in my sleep. You have doubts. You expect the worst. You're so caught up in your own lowered expectations that you're feeling a draft of cold air.
Well, ZIP UP YOUR GOTDAMN DRAWERS NANCY!! This is the Deep South's oldest game. It's divided by 54 wins and eight ties apiece. It's Herschel > Bo. It's actual diplomas versus quilted Northern. It's a program that uses its plane for recruiting versus one that uses theirs for trying to steal coaches in the dead of night. We have Tra Battle eating your quarterback's lunch. You have Terry Bowden eating spoonfuls of Crisco. We have sororities and dorms and classrooms full of beautiful coeds. You have tracts of land with sheep, pigs, goats and that one mule with the lazy eye. We get after that ass! You cheat after that ass. Dawgs finish the drill. War Tigers finish the sentence.
Sometimes. When given a minute or two. And the participle dangles just right.
I'm not asking much. Just that you not obsess over a quarterback who lifted personal property from his teammates in Athens just so that he could have a go at Nick Fairley's former equine girlfriend. You think the guys in red and black have forgotten? No. Then you shouldn't either.
Look, you have one team that has over-achieved and another that has under-achieved. Gimme the under. Give me the hunker! Give me the red and black. Give me the straight shooters and you can keep your fly by night fancies. I want Georgia. I want Johnson on a 70 X Takeoff. I want the road whites. I want Murray's scar. I want Dooley's tennis shoes. I want Wayne Johnson coming off the bench. I want Sean Jones crushing souls and then you can keep your Junior Rosegreen and his candy ass. I want Corey Allen's miracle and Ray Goff copping a squat on Baby Bowden's winning streak.
I just wanna hunker. Go ahead Auburn. Do your War Eagle things. Throw your bourbon in Munson's face. Turn on those hoses and let it rain down on me. I'll take your Jordan-Hare baptism if it means the clock ran out on you again. And here, take my wallet if you must. You already charged me nearly $100 just to get in, so there ain't much left. I'll let you continue your thievin' ass ways.
Yes, we're off towards the Cheatingest Little Village on the Plains. And Hell's coming with me!
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Ahem, as I was saying...want to punch them in their filthy face. Wanna line up and ram the ball down their Pat Dye throats cuz that bastard's been dead to me for years! I want Murray to throw for 600 and Gurley to score touchdowns til Wednesday. No, not next Wednesday. The third Wednesday of December! I hate their Nick Fairley guts! I hate their War, their Damn, their TigerEagle, and their laughable SAT scores. Everything they've earned, they've stolen. Everything they've won has involved some short cut. When they can't win the game on the field, they aim their fire hoses at anyone within a 100 yard radius that reminds them of everything they'll never be - smart, athletic, classy, well dressed, able to obtain dates with non-livestock, mature, sophisticated, intelligent enough to operate their own pants zipper, developed beyond the paleolithic era, funny, astute, enlightened, playing with a full 52 cards, capable of controlling one's own saliva, family tree branches. And it has leaves.
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| Kristi Malzahn. Posturing for a robbery. |
Tradition rich thievery
Oh, perhaps that last one cut a little deep. After all, modern anthropologists agree that the citizens of Auburn have not been able to wipe their ass with anything other than their own hands since 1937. And hey! That's something all Auburn fans can claim as their own! A tradition as deep and rich as two-ply Charmin. Give yourself a pat on the back Barners!
But every other tradition on the plains is friggin' stolen. Right down to their fight song. Bless their hearts, music can be so hard to create on one's own when the university has all the rhythm of a frozen faucet. Don't believe me? Watch an Auburn "graduate" try and clap their hands after a touchdown or a successfully placed bribe. It's about the funniest twenty-six seconds of your life before they just give up and stomp their feet. Again, paleolithic era FOR THE WIN!!
Auburn steals players, they steal championships, they steal their own school's accreditation and burn it during some sixth grade science experiment go awry. "Look y'all! Fire really do get hhHHHHOOOTT!!! OUCH!"
Hell, they even have men there that steal women's purses. Sad really. Almost as sad as the guy that played Grand Theft Auto with someone's actual truck. Oh wait, that was Auburn too. Figures.
And now they've adopted a former Georgia quarterback; a kid that took money from his own teammates. It makes sense really. What other locker room would he possibly fit into except for the one that's also full of cheaters and short cutters? I'm all for second chances. You can believe that. It's just funny how so many of them come in Lee County AL.
You wanna hunker, or you wanna date Mr. Ed?
I need y'all to feel this now. I can smell the negativity from a mile away and I can sense the uncertainty in my sleep. You have doubts. You expect the worst. You're so caught up in your own lowered expectations that you're feeling a draft of cold air.
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| Dawgs. Posturing for a fight. |
Sometimes. When given a minute or two. And the participle dangles just right.
I'm not asking much. Just that you not obsess over a quarterback who lifted personal property from his teammates in Athens just so that he could have a go at Nick Fairley's former equine girlfriend. You think the guys in red and black have forgotten? No. Then you shouldn't either.
Look, you have one team that has over-achieved and another that has under-achieved. Gimme the under. Give me the hunker! Give me the red and black. Give me the straight shooters and you can keep your fly by night fancies. I want Georgia. I want Johnson on a 70 X Takeoff. I want the road whites. I want Murray's scar. I want Dooley's tennis shoes. I want Wayne Johnson coming off the bench. I want Sean Jones crushing souls and then you can keep your Junior Rosegreen and his candy ass. I want Corey Allen's miracle and Ray Goff copping a squat on Baby Bowden's winning streak.
I just wanna hunker. Go ahead Auburn. Do your War Eagle things. Throw your bourbon in Munson's face. Turn on those hoses and let it rain down on me. I'll take your Jordan-Hare baptism if it means the clock ran out on you again. And here, take my wallet if you must. You already charged me nearly $100 just to get in, so there ain't much left. I'll let you continue your thievin' ass ways.
Yes, we're off towards the Cheatingest Little Village on the Plains. And Hell's coming with me!
WarTiglesmen killer - Sean Jones
In 2002 Georgia rolled into Auburn with tremendously high stakes on the table. Reaching for their first ever SEC East title had led them into Eastern Alabama with a 9-1, 6-1 record and high hopes. Unfortunately, things didn't go so smoothly. The offense came out flat and didn't convert a single 3rd down in the first half. And the defense had trouble controlling Ronnie Brown and Jason Campbell who helped propel Auburn to a 14-3 halftime lead.
But Georgia's luck turned around a bit in the second half, most notably late in the third quarter when offensive lineman Jon Stinchcomb recovered a fumble in the endzone for his first "rushing touchdown". We'll look more closely at the offensive player of the game tomorrow morning, but today it's about the one guy that held things together while the team tried to regain their footing in a hostile environment.
Sean Jones. The Dawgs' safety had 133 all purpose yards, 75 came on punt returns (the Tigers only netted 28 yards on punts), 11 on a fumble recovery and another 58 came on an interception return. His complete stat line for the day - 11 tackles, fumble recovery and 2 interceptions, 4 punt returns for 75 yards. He was the Super Glue that held things together so that the team could stay within arms reach of the War Eagles.
Sean Jones, damn good Dawg!
But Georgia's luck turned around a bit in the second half, most notably late in the third quarter when offensive lineman Jon Stinchcomb recovered a fumble in the endzone for his first "rushing touchdown". We'll look more closely at the offensive player of the game tomorrow morning, but today it's about the one guy that held things together while the team tried to regain their footing in a hostile environment.
Sean Jones. The Dawgs' safety had 133 all purpose yards, 75 came on punt returns (the Tigers only netted 28 yards on punts), 11 on a fumble recovery and another 58 came on an interception return. His complete stat line for the day - 11 tackles, fumble recovery and 2 interceptions, 4 punt returns for 75 yards. He was the Super Glue that held things together so that the team could stay within arms reach of the War Eagles.
Sean Jones, damn good Dawg!
Tennessee one of America's ugliest campuses
Regardless of all of Butch's bricks, Tennessee's campus is not thought of very highly.
Ouch. No wonder they drink through their rectums. (h/t AHD)In the magazine's recent online feature on America's Ugliest College Campuses, the 'stately walls of old UT,' per the lyrics of the school's alma mater, came in as the 11th-ugliest in the nation according to the editors.Aside from calling the John C. Hodges library an eyesore, the writers also say that with “a lack of green space and a road slicing the campus in half, the brick and concrete environs of the University of Tennessee could double as a skateboard park.”
Thursday, November 14, 2013
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