Comment from “Cousin Clem”

By J. Henderson
My apologies to Quentin Groves. Not that I’m totally to blame, but, by possibly lighting a fire under a certain Clemson freshman, my New Year’s Eve post may have cost him the record. I mean, I don’t know, I honestly wasn’t paying that much attention to their specific match-up, but this comment came [...]

Variations On A Theme: A Tale of Two Futures, In Pictures

Hail to the Future.

Photo by M. Almond, B’ham News
Hell to the Yeah.

photo by E. Eubanks, AJC

Pickin’ and Grinnin’

By Big Sexy
I’m thinking about “Hee Haw,” which in itself is strange. I haven’t thought about “Hee Haw” in a long time, but a serendipitous chain of events over the last couple of weeks caused me to reminisce about that old show that gave me such pain growing up in Alabama. My folks wouldn’t allow [...]

Exalted Eagle?

Is that Nova? Spirit?
No, it is loyal reader Ike and Ben the Kid at TWER’s Iron Bowl tailgate, with what turned out to be a hawk kite.

Exalted Eagle!
War Eagle!

If You Can’t Beat’em, Burn’em…

By J. Henderson
I got to Toomer’s pretty early Sunday morning… to bask. Though the silly string of victory was spread all the way to Samford Hall, the two famous corner oaks were empty, which was initially depressing (had an Iron Bowl win finally become ho-hum?) and then infuriating, as the explanation as to why unfolded, [...]

Ben Tate, Bard, Man.

“We wanted to show them that we were men and they weren’t.”

That last run by Lester will live forever. Got 12!

Bulldog With a Whip

By J.M. Comer
We deserve every lash of your whip, Mr. Bulldog.
*thuuuurrrmmmp!*
*SWAAAAAHIPPPPP!*
Will this pain cleanse us?
*thuuuurrrmmmp!*
*SWAAAAAHIPPPPP!*
Ummm. Actually, it just hurts. Stop. Please.
Have we Auburn fans learned nothing? Auburn wins a few games and I start trumpeting our defense as the best in SEC history. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
I made fun of the Georgia Bulldogs black jerseys and [...]

The Dark Cloud, The Damn Bag

By J.M. Comer
It set in Monday morning. Around 8:30 a.m. EDT as I rode in toward work.
The dark cloud of regret rolled in.
WE HAD IT IN THE DAMN BAG!
I avoided thinking about Auburn’s cursed, final squib kick all day Sunday. I didn’t read any blogs, any recaps of LSU’s dumb luck. I avoided ESPN and [...]

Bonkers in the Bayou

By J. Henderson
The ache this morning in no way stems from a loss per se, but much more from the fact that we were downed by a ricocheted suicide attempt by a madman. The bullet bounced off his well-insulated skull and caught us between the eyes. I’m of course referring to “Less and” Les “Sense” [...]

We Arkancame, We Arkansas… We Arkanrode into Fayetteville on the Black Horse of Desolation

By J.M. Comer
Arkansas‘ reign as champion of the West has ended! Devastation visits Fayetteville! Extended metaphors from sports blogs trail and taunt the wounded pig!
Alabama rode into battle upon the White Horse of Conquest. The mighty Razorbacks, kings of the West, fell in the final minutes to the Tide. The first blow was struck. (If [...]