The best part about stompin’ the chomp was the TD celebration. No question. But what made me laugh my ass off was watching Trinton Sturdivant do his dance.
I don’t give a damn what anybody says, it was totally worth the extra penalty.
Big props goes to ugamummra and the Bulldawg Blawg for putting this video together. If you’re not reading their blog, you cannot possibly call yourself a Dawg. Their game highlight videos alone are worth a visit every week.
Big thanks for this one guys - every Dawg fan I know is talking about TS’s dance and dying for someone to get it on youtube!
Update: I saw this video on UGA’s Fanhouse page. The title of the montage says it all… Do The Jorts Fit Better With A Bulldog’s Foot In Your Ass?
“If you ain’t the lead Dawg, the scenery never changes.”
Truer words were never spoken, Lewis. It’s been easy for me to think about Mr. Grizzard the last two days simply because he knew, understood, and wrote often of Gaytor Hate. I feel pretty confident that even from heaven he’s relishing Georgia’s “stomp of the chomp” with the rest of Bulldog Nation right now.
45-37-2…scratch that. Make it 46-37-2
I don’t know what it is about this game. I just feel like a weight has been lifted off our shoulders. Every year when I look at the schedule and think of what our record might be come December, I’ll admit I’m guilty of assuming my Dawgs will probably lose this one. It’s hard to witness the heartbreak year after year and think anything different. But now, I’ve got visions of the Georgia Dome & the Sugar Bowl replacing the earlier disappointment-laden nightmares of the ever-crappy Liberty or Independance Bowls .
Yeah, dominating the gaytors Saturday means our scenery is definitely starting to change.
Its here. The Cocktail Party may have started a few days ago, but the real party can begin tonight if Georgia can pull out a win.
Let’s face it, recent history does not favor my Dawgs, but I am not a fan that suscribes to the theory that this is a purely mental game. Every year is different. Every game is different. Every team is different. And I hope to God the end result of gameday tonight is different.
Remember the 2004 game? I do; I was there and it was one of the best gamedays of my life! The Dawgs were hungry, they knew they were the better team, and they knew how to play to WIN. I found this pic from Florida week that year and it says a lot about their attitude.
These were Junyard Dawgs dammit!
Coach Erk Russell would’ve been damn proud of that team. They lived his mantra and knew how to play with GATA:
“By our own definition, a Junkyard Dawg is a dog completely dedicated to his task, that of defending his goal line. Further, he is very often a reject (from the offense) or the runt of the litter. Nobody wants him, and he is hungry. We had three walk-ons, four QBs, and three running backs in our original Junkyard Dawg starting cast, which averaged 208 pounds across the front. In short, a Junkyard Dawg is one who must stretch and strain all of his potential just to survive. Then he can think about being good.”
Reminds of you of this year’s D line doesn’t it? I know Coach Russell’s legacy of fierce Georgia Defense did not die with him. So I’m keeping the faith that our current group of Dawgs live his attitude and show what GATA means on the f#cking field at Alltel today!!!
I read a couple of quotes from Tripp Chandler and Marcus Washington this week in the ABH that gave me hope that they understand what Erk meant:
“It doesn’t matter if it is the No. 1 team in the nation, I am going into the game thinking we are going to win,” Chandler said. “Everybody thinks that way.”
“…This week of all weeks Wahington decided to pull out some jewelry from the past. The junior is wearing his 2005 SEC Title ring around this week.” “I just want to wear it to remind everybody and remind myself of what is out there for us if we play like we know we can,” he said. “It’s motivation.”
That’s right, use it for motivation to play with hate. Play with HATE!
I’m not gonna bore you with my preview; I’m too nervous about this one to jinx it with an opinion. Besides, every Dawg blogger out there has opined endlessly the last 2 weeks on what Georgia needs to do. Seriously, its very simple folks…we just need to play to WIN. That being said, Kit did an amazing preview earlier this week and if you haven’t read it already, then you definitely should.
Anyways, I’m much better at handing out the gaytor smack than writing the previews. I saw this on The Dawghouse earlier this week and couldn’t stop laughing! If you’ve seen that miserable “Go Gaytors” commercial that airs during their games, then you will love this Dawg-friendly version…
That’s it for me y’all. Get on your knees and pray Dawg fans; we’re gonna need a little divine intervention in Jacksonville today. Like I’ve said before and as Lewis Grizzard taught us, God is indeed a Bulldog!
45-37-2…Do the world a favor & go smack a gaytor!
Hunker Down You Hairy Dawgs and Go You Silver Britches!!!
Keeping the gator hatin train rolling down to Jacksonville…
It just never gets old!
And here’s a bonus clip for good measure:
Alltel is bad, but at least we don’t have to play in that shit hole. I was at the “Swamp” in ’94 - trust me, this depiction isn’t even close to being accurate. Its a dump.
I know this is Anti-Orange Week Part II and I should be sticking with a full-plate of Gaytor Hate, however I’m deviating from the program for a moment because I came across these babies, courtesy of the Bama - UT game last Saturday.
Outstanding. We’ll see just how much he loses in the offseason…
Honestly when it comes to Anti-Orange Week, it really doesn’t matter to whom you focus your hate. A gaytor, UcheaT, a Barner, Climpson - whatever, they’re all the same.
Now back to your regualrly scheduled program… Do the world a favor and go smack a Gaytor!
…for Knowshon Moreno and Matt Stafford. Apparently they needed a break from the playbook during the bye week and partied with some trashy lookin’ Ole Miss girls. Seriously, wouldn’t you think they would attract a better class of groupie by now? When I was at Georgia, Bobo and Quincy were never this hard-up! I’m just sayin’.
Whatever. I can understand the guys partying; I sure as hell did. I even expect it. Hell, it’s Athens, Georgia not Provo, Utah. UGA earned its #5 party school reputation honestly -we’re not training future Missionaries here.
What I can’t understand though, is why the hell they willingly pose for pictures at the scene of the crime?? AGAIN! Remember ‘dega Matt?
Destroy the evidence dumbass!
Seriously? THIS is the best you can get?
At least the bottle of Beam isn’t in Knowshon’s hands
Thank God facebook & myspace didn’t exist when I was at UGA!
What’s hysterical to me though is the irony of timing. If you read today’s Dogbytes from the ABH, you saw the story on Knowshon……being a role model. I kid you not. This is my favorite quote from Knowshon:
“Now that people are watching you and you’re a role model, you just have to watch things you do.”
There’s nothing worse than having your own words come back to bite you in the ass. I know from years of personal experience.
Yes indeed, it does suck to be a Florida Gaytor. I hope to hear a lot of that cheer coming from Alltel stadium in Jacksonville next Saturday. For god-sakes, by the law of averages alone we’re due to win this one!
Since UGA wasn’t playing yesterday, my Dad and I got to enjoy one of the most humiliating ass whoopins in SCUm history. And, knowing their history like I’m sure you do, that is saying a lot.
I loathe Steve Spurrier. And, I loathe the lamecocks. I mean it is a deep-rooted hatred people, just as deep as the disdain I feel for the Nerds on North Ave., or the jort wearing, yankee-loving rednecks of Gainsville. So nothing makes me happier than to see the crack-o-lina gamecrooks lose BIG!
Dad and I were gonna play a game of tennis yesterday and then grab a bite for lunch. But as we headed to the club we tuned into the Vandy-SCUm game just to check the score…. and our plans changed. We noticed quickly that the Dores came to play. We also reveled in the knowledge that not much has changed in the armpit of South Carolina. When the lamecocks get stunned early they fold their tents and run cryin’ back to momma. I’m telling you, its in the water I swear.
Here are some noteable stats from yesterday that made my day quite frankly:
In the last six quarters of football, SCUm has been outscored 39-6. And that’s against unranked UNC and Vandy. Ouch!
In yesterday’s game the lamecocks were held to an average 1.2 yards/ rushing attempt. Cory Boyd must not be “back like cooked crack” after all. That’s gotta suck, huh?
Vandy’s thumping of SCUm was the Dores biggest victory over a ranked team in 70 years. Leave it to the lamecocks - always makin’ history!
Both Blake “the big bm” Mitchell and Chris Smelley were sacked for a combined seven times. That’s gonna leave a mark.
The lamecocks have now gone six quarters of play without a touchdown. And they were ranked 6th in the nation? More like 6th in the east division.
SCUm was 1 for 12 on third down yesterday, matching their mark against the tarheels last week. Good God!
Now that’s just embarrassing. Couldn’t happen to a more deserving program! But, this by far has to be the quote of the day, from Matthew Zemek of FoxSports:
“Spurrier used smoke and mirrors — and Tyrone Nix’s defense — to somehow acquire a 6-1 record. After Saturday, South Carolina fans who were getting a little giddy were brought back to Earth, because they surely realized elite offensive talent has yet to come to Columbia.”
Amen to that Matthew. Unfortunately, speaking as someone who has to endure the delusions of grandeuar from crazy-ass lamecock fans on a regular basis, I know this latest disgrace won’t take their heads out of the clouds. If over a hundred years of losing and a barely .500 record can’t do it, a mere beat-down from Vandy sure as hell won’t either.
This spanking means so much more to me than just seeing the loss of pride, self-respect, and dignity in the lamecocks. No, it means watching Spurrier suck it! If you’re a Dawg fan, then I’m sure you remember this pathetic jab from SOS earlier in the season:
“It wasn’t like they were some big, powerful team. They’ve actually lost five in a row to Eastern Division opponents. Even Kentucky and Vandy beat ‘em last year.”
Well karma is indeed a bitch stevie. After having his ass handed to him on a silver platter yesterday, the ol’ ball coach had this to say:
“This was a crucial one for us, but then again Vandy beat Georgia (last season). They can beat Florida. Heck they can beat anybody.”
Maybe so, but they sure as hell didn’t beat Georgia this year
Anti-Orange Week Part II doesn’t officially begin until Sunday, but I was raised to believe it is never too early to for a little gator hatin.’ And because Georgia finally wised up and scheduled a bye week before the WLOCP, I’m expanding the smack talk a couple of days in celebration.
So, in the spirit of the afforementioned hate, I give you Brokeback Swamp…
Christina, since you’re reading my blog this post is just for you. I know the last week has been brutal for you, so I hope this makes you laugh a little…
If you know me you know I’m a little obsessed with working out, eating healthy, & keeping in shape. I lost 11 pounds over the summer and got back to my high school swimming weight of 119 - hell yes! But for the last two weeks I just haven’t felt like hitting the gym, running my hills, or even eating right for that matter. Much to my dismay, I gained 2 lbs back - hell no!
So, I decided to hit the gym today and take a class. Christina and I joined an advanced Ballet Booty class back in the summer. I emphasize advanced because if you’ve never taken a class, let me tell you it’s no joke. To start, the class is an hour and a half. You warm up with advanced yoga, then move onto the ballet bar for strentgh training (using your full body weight mind you). Next you kick it into gear doing cardio, aka “fanny busters”, on the double step-up boxes. These are a bitch, to put it mildly. And if you’re not dead by this point you finish by doing a minimum 100 core crunches on the ball. You can cool down by jogging a mile if you like. No, I’m not kidding.
I’ve been an athlete all my life and am in pretty good shape. I work hard for my body, and love a good workout. But seriously, I thought I was gonna die today. For some reason Natalie, our drill sargeant, was in a pissy mood and decided to take it out on the class.
I couldn’t watch the entire game Saturday. I caught bits and pieces, checked the score multiple times and shrugged. It’s a sad day when you’re just not surprised anymore that the Dawgs are losing. It’s a depressing day when you’re just not surprised anymore that the Dawgs are losing to Vandy. Ugh.
I’m all about optimism and positive thinking, so if I’m disheartened when thinking about the rest of the season, I can only imagine that Larry Munson is about ready to jump off a cliff.
I read two great recaps earlier today that you should definitely check out. One theme from both is the fact that we were lucky as hell to have escaped this one with a win.
“We are not where we need to be to win any more games this season. It’s time for us to discover whether or not we’re going to be a team that wins one game for the rest of the season, or wins them all. Honestly, if we pull it together and play to our talent level, we’re 10-2. If we are the same team that we’ve seen over the past 3 games, then we’re 6-6.”
“Don’t get me wrong, a win’s a win and all. But last night showed that there are still some serious structural problems with this team. Without the turnovers and Bobby Johnson’s inexplicable decision to throw out most of his team’s offensive playbook for the second half, we are most likely sitting here this morning shaking our heads (or worse) over the first Georgia team to lose back to back games to Vanderbilt in fifty years.”
Yeah, that last part nearly made me throw up. If not for Vandy’s mistakes I imagine it would be anarchy outside Damon Evans’ office today, with Dink NeSmith leading the revolt.
Continuing the trend of sad news from Saturday, Kregg Lumpkin may be out for the rest of the season. Seriously, that is a cruel twist of fate. He has always been one of my favorite players, for a variety of reasons, but mostly because he’s a warrior. He doesn’t complain about his carries, or lack thereof. He just works hard and personifies what a true team player should be. I think everyone has seen the clip of Kregg pulling his jacket over his face while ESPN was trying to get a close up after he was sidelined. Honestly, I can’t look at it without trearing up. I just hope he’s back in time for the bowl…if we make it to a bowl that is.
This morning as I checked out Dogbytes and saw a story on Brandon Coutu. I remember feeling so bad for him when he missed that last second field goal at Bama. So I was really jazzed when he nailed it Saturday in Nashville, especially because he’s said in several interviews how he’s always dreamed of making a game winning kick. But again fate dealt another cold turn to a bulldog. After one of his best moments as a Dawg, Coutu comes home to find his house had been burglarized. The place was apparently ransacked & some expensive possessions were stolen, including gifts from the SEC Championship and bowl games. At least his SECC ring wasn’t taken though. Hopefully the ACC Cops will find the bastards that broke into his home, that is if they’re not too busy busting students on scooters throughout campus.
So that’s it for Vandy. Thank God we have a bye week to regroup and get ready for the WLOCP. Speaking of which, Bill your information sucked. Kickoff is at 3:30 and will be on CBS as usual. Unfortunately for me, I’ll be at home studying for midterms just like last year. Truth be told, I’m not sure there’s enough Gin in the god-forsaken state of Florida to numb the pain of the inevitable ass-kicking we’re gonna receive. Unless we can completely do a 180 like UT did before playing us last week. Stranger things have happened I guess.
We were disgraced Saturday in Knoxville. I don’t know any other way to say it. We were flat-out disgraced. Simple as that.
I’ve talked about this game until I’m blue in the face. I’ve read all the blogs & message boards. I’ve watched the Mark Richt Show and I’ll be listening to the Bulldog Hotline tonight. But, I refuse to watch the replay. I just can’t do it. I won’t do it.
I’m a tried & true Dawg fan, born red & black, went to UGA through the end of the Goff years and witnessed the beginning of the Donnan years. I’ve lived & breathed the bad times in Bulldog Nation and I don’t want to go back, damnit. But, we’re now 0-6 against our SEC East foes and those long buried memories of heartbreaking losses are slowly creeping back.
I’ve called for CWM’s head and I refuse to apologize. Like I said, it’s been a long time coming. He’s not the right man for the job. Simple as that.
“This was Georgia’s 19th loss in Mark Richt’s six-and-a-half-year tenure with the Bulldogs. In his first 11 setbacks, the Red and Black D surrendered 14, 24, 24, 20, 20, 17, 16, 34, 19, 24, and 14 points, respectively. The only honest-to-goodness skunking suffered by the ‘Dawgs during that period came in the 2003 S.E.C. championship game against the eventual national champs. Since the 2005 Cocktail Party, though, Mark Richt has lost eight games, in which the opposing team has scored 31, 38, 51, 24, 21, 24, 16, and 35 points in succession.”
“…somebody has to take a hard look at why Georgia played the same defensive scheme against the same offensive set up that shredded it in Athens last year, with essentially the same results. And that’s after an Ole Miss game that exposed the same problems for significant periods of play the week before - with their head coach saying publicly on his show that his staff had caught some weaknesses in Georgia’s ability to defend against spread receiver, single running back offensive formations. When you get called out in public like that and don’t respond, that’s either due to fear, stubbornness or lack of creativity. None of which are attractive attributes for a defensive coaching staff.”
“I’m tired of this “we’re a second half team” bullshit, because it is exactly that…bullshit. If you can’t play 60 minutes of football, don’t put on the uniform. Also, if you can’t coach 60 minutes of football, don’t put on the headset.”
I learned a long time ago, you cannot change what you don’t acknowledge. The majority of the fans have acknowledged that we’ve got BIG problems in several areas, especially the D. But I fear CMR will not acknowledge, privately nor publicly, that big changes need to occur among his own personnel. Every week he still talks about what the players aren’t doing. Well, only a moron believes our self-destruction is a player issue. You can’t blame the players for running the same crappy scheme you give them!
When will enough be enough? When will we decide to be competitive again? When will we acknowledge that we’ve got big problems that require significant change?
I don’t know the answers to those questions. I wish I did. All I do know is to keep doing what I’ve done my entire life, through thick & thin, good times and bad… wear my red & black with pride and honor, cheering my Dawgs on to fight another Saturday.
So as I write this blog I’m playing a Dawg favorite, Corey Smith’s Every Dawg, to put this loss to rest and move on to Vandy. If you don’t know this song, you should. Just in case, here’s the lyrics:
A long ride back from Jacksonville
500 miles from a game we should’ve won
Man we ought a burn down that stadium
Thought this year was gonna be ours
Talking too much junk in those Florida bars
Now I’m stunned
man I wish it was 1981
Now I know why they say
Every dog has his days
Can’t win every game we play
But every dog has his days
Longing for those glory days
Like the one he cried run Lindsay Run
I was too young to be there but I’m sure it was fun
I bet that crowd was flyin high
And I bet Glory to ol’ Georgia was cried as the band played Man I wish I could feel that way today
Now I know why they say
Every dog has his days
Can’t win every game we play
But every dog has his days
And I played back my favorite victories
Like that last minute win up in Tennessee
I bet them hobnails hurt like hell
And I got sweet memories of 2002 won the SEC
And the sugar bowl too
Man we had a ball down on Bourbon Street
Ooh, those were the days
Just got my tickets in the mail
Septembers coming fast and I can hardly wait
They say these guys they might take us all the way
And if they do I’ll be flying high
And there’ll probably be a happy tear in my eye but rain or shine
I’ll be yellin’ Go Dawgs! from the 20 yard line, and
I know why they say
Every dog has his days
Can’t win every game we play
But every dog has his days
And we’ll be singing Glory, Glory to ole Georgia
Glory, Glory to ole Georgia
Glory, Glory to ole Georgia
Oh Georgia Hail to thee!
My proudest accomplishment and honor to date is graduating from the University of Georgia in December of 1998. I thought I was a Dawg long before I stepped foot on campus as a student in the Fall of 1995. Truth is, I became a Dawg September 2, 1995 as I watched my beloved bulldogs pummel SCUm from the student section in Sanford. That was my first game as a freshman, my initiation into Bulldog Nation. I remember that day like it was yesterday; it was one of the best days of my life. I knew I was where I was supposed to be. I was graced to be a Bulldog.
We went 6-6 that year losing to UT, Florida, Auburn, Ole Miss, Bama, and then Virginia in the Peach Bowl. I went to every game that year, home & away. We sucked bad but I didn’t care, I was having the time of my life! I proudly lost my voice every Saturday screamin’ Go Dawgs and singing Glory.
That’s what it means to be a Bulldog, folks. Know where your allegiance lies, and cheer for the Dawgs through thick & thin. Once a Dawg, always a Dawg. How sweet it is…
There’s only one thing left to say y’all… Go Dawgs. Please. GO DAWGS!
Anti-Orange Week Part I is here…UGA at UT. I’m so glad I’m not going to this game. I HATE Knoxville, all things Orange, rude & obnoxious hillbillies, and losing in god-forsaken Neyland Stadium. Recent history shows that the Dawgs feel right at home in the house fat Phil built, but I’m a little worried we may have overstayed our welcome.
Seriously, I’ve had a horrible feeling all week about this game. I don’t know if it’s because of last year’s debacle in Sanford, or the fact that the Vols have had a whole week to regroup and get their act together. I just want to get this game over with.
I’m not gonna do a preview because Kit wrote an excellent one as always, and I have nothing else meaningful to add. I’ll just say that I think this game hinges on 2 big factors:
1. Defense - Sometimes we have a great one and so far this year UT doesn’t. At all. Hopefully a miricle didn’t occur during their week off. If so, we’re screwed.
This is an excerpt from my bedtime prayers last night:
Please God, help Willie Martinez understand the meaning of the words “blitz” and “GATA.” And Lord, I would be oh-so-grateful if you could somehow show Brandon Miller how to knock Erik Ainge’s block off. I believe you will God, because Lewis Grizzard said you are a Bulldog!
2. Run the damn ball - Thomas and Knowshon are our version of Clemson’s thunder & lightning. Just let them do what they do, run down the clock and back to Athens with a win.
I hope the feeling I have in the pit of my stomach is just nerves. And because I was raised right, I’m gonna ignore my pangs of worry and bet on my Dawgs…. UGA 34 UT17
Even though I’m not doing a preview, Anti-Orange Week Part I wouldn’t be complete without poking some fun at Fat Phil and the Rednecks of Rocky Flop. Enjoy!
Any weekend the Dawgs and Falcons win is a great one in my book. Add to that any weekend the Gators and the Mets lose BIG is cause for celebration! If only the lamecocks and Yech had tanked as well… Dare to dream! Oh well, beggars can’t be choosers so today I’ll take what I can get.
I’ve been told a time or two that I’m a sweet, compassionate girl. And I tend to agree. I’ve also been told that I probably take too much pleasure in the fall of my enemies. Again, I tend to agree. I can’t help myself, I was raised on a steady diet of the Anti-Orange Doctrine and the Laws of Team Loyalty, by God! And the rules of conduct clearly state one is to relish with great amusement in the failures of one’s rivals. I’m talking sports rivals here; I’m not hateful y’all!
Anyways, I vowed my oath of adversarial loathing a long time ago and I take committment VERY seriously. So, let the jeering begin!
First off, to say I love the Braves is a titanic understatement. Because of said team-love, contempt for the Mets comes naturally. Let me clarify one thing though: As much as I adore those that don the Braves uniform, if you cross enemy lines and defect to the Mets you are dead to me. That’s right, I’m talking to you Tom Glavine - you greedy, selfish, back-stabbing, Benedict Arnold lovin’, bastard!!
Therefore, it is with enormous amusement I celebrate the utter collapse of the Mets in the NL East race…and at the hands of none other than Mr. Tom “Judas” Glavine. Couldn’t have happened to a more deserving team and player, in my humble opinion. If the Braves couldn’t get the job done and regain their rightful place as East Champs, then at least the Mets couldn’t do it either, damnit!
This one’s for you Tommy boy…
somebody give this kid a lollipop!
Now onto my next favorite debacle of the weekend…the stunner in the swamp. You got it folks, the gaytors actually do suck ass and Tim Tebow is not a football god afterall. Shocking, I know.
I’m not convinced that Auburn is a good team, but who the hell cares? The FACT is they were certainly the better team on Saturday. They beat Florida in the swamp - which immediately earns them a nomination for a Nobel Peace Prize in my book. The barners did more than kick ass & take names though; defensively they stunned the gaytors. Shock & awe are two little words that come to mind when I gleefully gazed upon the red, frantic face of Urban Meyer. And watching Tebow’s confused mug as he was stopped from plowing his jort wearin’ ass in the endzone was a thing of beauty! As I said before, couldn’t have happened to a more deserving team.
And, reason number umpteen-million on why UF losing is a banner day for all…
Seriously, this made my week
And just so you know, this betrayal of your team attitude that Charlie displays, is absolute sacrilege and goes against the laws of team loyalty mentioned above. Amen. However, this type of psycho meltdown is typical and expected from gaytor fans. My advice to poor Charlie: take a Xanax before the LSU game because believe me, the end result of this week’s impending ass whoopin’ ain’t gonna be pretty!
Yay for an awesome weekend of upsets! Further proof that dreams really do come true. My advice to all of you: If you haven’t already, take some time today to bask in the glory of the demise of your rivals…specifically the Mets and Gaytors. I did and it feels fantastic!
Go Dawgs!
Just a side note: hopefully CMR will be giving Tuberville a call this week to find out what the hell is his secret in torching the gaytors two freakin’ years in a row. WTF?!! Why can’t we do that???
Truth be told, I’m not sure there’s enough Gin in the god-forsaken state of Florida to numb the pain of the inevitable ass-kicking we’re gonna receive. Unless we can completely do a 180 like UT did before playing us last week. Stranger things have happened I guess. 
