Gloat Zone Nirvana

Of the many things I’m thankful for (or will be, as soon as this rib-cracking cough goes away) is the “decisive” victory of UGA over GaTech yesterday. 42-10.

Dawg fans just love those salty tears of bitterness. Now comes another year of “Nanny-nanny-boo-boo, We’re smarter than you” shouts as they run away…

Next week looms large, very large. And the possibility of the BIG SHOW.

But one game at a time.

Anybody with about a grand laying around, would you mind sending it my way? The cheapest seats for the SEC Championship game are running around $450 each, plus it will be at least $40 to park.

Little Brother, this one’s for you… Go Dawgs!

Oh, and big surprise. Gene Chizik is out at Auburn. Maybe he can iron Cammie’s shirts for him.

My Eyes! My Eyes!

Possibly the ugliest picture of the summer, if not ever…

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I’m a Sucker for College Football, Especially When it Provides an Opportunity to Take a Well-Deserved Swipe at the Trade School

While waiting for the polls to close, I was planning on a quick post about the comedic Clayton Country Sheriff run-off here in GA, but the siren call of college football is just too strong to resist.

Kellogg’s has come out with college team themed Pop-Tarts. There are five teams: North Carolina, Michigan, Florida, Arkansas and Georgia. Note there is NO Georgia Tech.

Here’s why – Hobnail_Boot comments the final answer at Get the Picture:

I suggest that the ones with GT and Oklahoma logos be eaten on a plate. They tend to fall apart in bowls.


17 days.

P.S. In honor of Trog, I’d say the second place comment involves the Packers:

This particular product will be a huge success in Green Bay before the cheese heads have their coffee and/or schnapps in the mornings and then realize it isn’t about them.

Now that’s funny.

Orange Vomit Bowl(s)

Too, toooo funny…

While my Dawgs attempt to pull out a win against some Directional Carolina team, this College Football weekend produces not one, but two Orange Vomit Bowls!

AUBURN (19) at CLEMSON – Saturday, September 17th at 11:00 a.m. – ABC

Do not attempt to adjust your television sets. There really will be that much vomit-looking apparel on display when Auburn visits Auburn With a Lake. What can you say about this match up? After rolling up a lot of points on Troy in their opener, Clemson struggled mightily against lowly Wofford in week two. Auburn on the other hand is the proverbial broken clock that is right twice a day. No matter how bad they look at times, they always seem to make the critical play, get every close and/or controversial call called their way and just generally fall bass ackwards into wins. I expect Auburn to win this one late on a field goal as time expires. The kick will be short, but will miraculously land on the back of a snow white dove that will carry it through the uprights. Bank on it.

TENNESSEE at FLORIDA (17) – Saturday, September 17th at 2:30 p.m. – CBS

Orange Vomit Bowl II of the week stops in Gainesville. At least the Gators will be mostly wearing blue. So far, Florida has taken beating up on hapless football teams to a new level in that they’ve played pounded Florida Atlantic and UAB. Tennessee has beaten Montana and Cincinnati. I thought Cincinnati would’ve put up more of a fight, but the Vols handled them with relative ease. At the very least, I imagine Tennessee will provide more of a challenge to the Gators than those other two combined. As much as I loathe Tennessee, I’m hoping they somehow pull this one out so ticket prices for the Bama game in Gainesville fall like a rock. C’mon Dooley!

Clean-up on aisle 5….

Hunker Down Larry #lookatthesugarfallingoutofthesky

Twitter was abuzz this morning that Larry Munson, retired legendary radio announcer of the Georgia Bulldogs, was gravely ill. UGA just released an announcement that Larry is recovering from a respiratory infection and is in stable condition.

I mean really Lord, how much more can a Dawg take this season? Those ugly uniforms, then the two disappointing losses. No, you can’t have Larry just yet. He has a birthday at the end of this month that is shaping up for as much celebration as the day Sherman made his final exit of our fair state. Not yet. Not yet.

Hunker Down Larry – you are in our thoughts and prayers.

Double-Shot Burn-Out

The day job continues to be a simmering lava pit filled with alligators, sharks and jumping spiders. Who would have thought that a relatively straightforward application could bumfuzzle so many supposedly smart people at such a globally-acclaimed and supposedly super-smart institute of higher learning? Surely I’m surrounded by cylons.

Some random things that managed to spark through the sulfuric fog the past week:

– I have a new second favorite MLB team. The Texas Rangers drafted UGA Diamond Dawg, Johnathan Taylor. Back in March, Taylor was injured in a head-to-head collision with teammate Zach Cone. JT had been scouted for years by the Rangers, and they recognized his efforts with a draft pick. The Dawgs had a great run this season, going all the way to the final game of the NCAA Regionals. What a classy move by the Rangers organization.
Kyle Wingfield/AJC is looking past the usual campaign fuss and bother and seeing some interesting things about Tim Pawlenty.
– General Geekiness: Yesterday was IPv6 Day.
Pinin’ for the fjords.
– The RedState Gathering is open for registration. Be there, be square.
– 9+ minutes of Teh Awesome. Grand Rapids isn’t dead yet, they are feeling better. Thank you very much.
NCAA punk/crook/liar/cheat meets the same at The White House.

Many have asked why I haven’t chimed in on #Weinergate, since I’m such a manners maven. Honestly, if I wanted a dose middle-school boy humor, all I have to do is go home. Go read The Anchoress’ take on this whole debacle. She echos my sentiments. And now we find out his wife is pregnant. What a wonderful black cloud to hang over the announcement of new life. Mortifying, isn’t it?

UConn First Out of the Gate

Oh my. UConn is first out of the gate for EDSBS’s annual off-season Fulmer Cup. Running back, misdemeanor possession. N(ever)SFW, ever.

My dearest wish for the long, boring Siberia we all face until September 3, is that the Dawgs stay off the big board as much as possible.

And So It All Starts Again, or Things I Learned on My “Holiday” Vacation

New Year’s Day: Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual. ~Mark Twain

We all have good intentions, don’t we? In fact, this past week, I intended on seriously focused time to recharge and reconnect. In reality, I managed one trip to a yarn shop, one nice lunch, getting the tree and Santas down and finished one hat. The list of things I didn’t get to is longer than a city block.

This year, when told “Happy Holidays” at whatever store I’d just visited, the obvious recipient’s cringe of “Merry Christmas” was more often than not replaced by a smile, a thank you, and “a Merry Christmas to you as well.” I have no statistics, sexy graphs or smokin’ video to back up my claim. Just simple observation skills. No eggnog was involved in this informal survey.

Lou Holtz is quickly becoming the ESPN version of Ozzy Osbourne. Either he needs his dentures refit or a speech therapist. I wonder how long it will be before he gets his own reality show where he mumbles and stumbles about a mansion filled with dogs and petulant, tattooed teenagers?

No comment on Dick Clark.

Also no comment on the Dawgs.

History does repeat itself.

Really? Really? Just because you’re mad at the mayor, you let people die?

A Georgia Democrat beclowns himself. Then at a press conference where he was not apologizing for his remarks, his “protection” assaulted a Macon Telegraph photographer. Then the “protection,” who may be related to the State Senator, is charged. Calling for at least a statement of some type from the state Democratic machine, progressives turn on each other (Warning: Comments NSFW!). Stay tuned, this is almost as good as Days of Our Lives.

And yes, MOTUS, there is NO shame. None whatsoever. Eye-bleach, please.

The Tarnish on the Lombardi Award

College football continues it’s downward spiral to something more resembling the NBA.

Nick Fairley, dirty player and Cheat #2 at Abuurn, wins the Rotary Lombardi Award.

He doesn’t deserve to be in the same room with the 2004 winner, David Pollack. Boy, talk about a contrast in character.

You may have noticed we are quite fond of Dimples at our house. There’s a reason.

Early Christmas Gift: Urban Meyer Resigns

He quits, again. Maybe this time it will stick. He missed his boy sooooo much, he just couldn’t go on without him. The news next week will be “Urban Meyer Moves into Tebow’s tool shed.”

EDSBS has the video.

White House Pulling for Auburn

This doesn’t surprise me one $%^@ bit – Cheater in Chief rootin’ for the Cheater taking the snaps.

Playing Catch-up

Out of pocket most of the weekend, so I’m playing catch-up today.

B.J. Lawson won last week’s Ten Buck Friday poll. Running in NC, he’s a persistent fella…

B.J. Lawson is a young physician from North Carolina (NC-04) who was running against an entrenched liberal incumbent back in 2008, before it was so cool to do so. Dr. Lawson has returned in 2010, riding the red wave that promises to sweep away liberals all over the country.

Donate to his campaign directly here.

This week’s new poll is up at RightKlik.

Michigan State’s head coach, Mark Dantonio, had a heart attack after his Spartan’s upset Notre Dame in overtime by 34-31. He is resting comfortably and basking in the glow of his giant-slaying.

Unhappily (very, very unhappily), I was unable to attend the RedState gathering. So I will have to live vicariously through Moe and Erick. More later.

I also missed “Talk Like a Pirate Day.” At least you can still get your pirate name here.

As a consolation of sorts, my Saturday was spent with 92,000 of my closest friends. The Dawgs outcome was not nearly as stellar. While they can still have a winning season, the chances for post-season play are now close to nil. Hopefully I’ll have some pictures later, if I can figure out this camera.

Remember last week when I said you could smell the fear? Well, it appears that while I was gallivanting about the state, the White House reached Panic level 4 and true to form is falling back on their magic formula – class warfare. Perhaps a visual is order:

The Ole Miss Mascot Crisis

That’s ok, we have a substitute bulldog for our mascot; we feel your pain, Ole Miss.

I still think it would be a great choice. And they’d be sure to win the “Best College Mascots” contest every year. Something in the eyes, I think.

(h/t The Trog)

Arbitrary is to NCAA as Chicken Wings are to…

Four games? Really NCAA? FOUR GAMES?

Georgia Sports Blog:

I must have missed something in the NCAA’s report. When A.J. Green sold his jersey for $1,000 did he leave a live a baby in it or a dead hooker? Or maybe he sold the jersey to Myles Brand’s zombie corpse?

Why the hell is he getting suspended for four games? Clay Travis had a great comment on this via Twitter:

On A.J., if he’d stolen ten jerseys, he probably misses a game. Sell one he owns, four games. Felonies count less than making money in NCAA.

What Clay didn’t mention is…you beat up an cop in Knoxville and it’s zero games on the suspension.

Spencer is right – the NCAA uses a random punishment generator, arbitrarily, in its decision making process. If you can even call it that!

This makes as much sense as “We have to pass the bill for you to find out what’s in it.” Wait. I’ve got it! The NCAA is secretly run by a bunch of Democrats!


Kickoff in less than an hour. The long wait is over. The planets will soon align in Bulldawg nirvana.

And look, I’m not the only girl nuts about college football.

In the meantime, here’s one of those “a picture is worth a thousand words” images.

Talk amongst yourselves. I’ll be busy.

UPDATE: 55-7. It’s gonna be a good season, Tater.

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