Friends, Countrymen, Fellow Vols,
I face a most unenviable challenge this weekend. Gatas in my house. Family friends to be sure, but smug, classless (joking) professional jort wearing (also joking) Gatas up for the weekend. The stench of 11 years of shame and struggle threaten to smother what little happiness I can potentially glean from this weekend, but all is well I think.
We've arguably got the best team we've had in a decade; we've got our swagger back; and I refuse to be negative. September 24 baby! Salvation! To begin the Gata stompin off right, I promise, to you all, that I will uphold the maxims and values of General Neyland and the Vol faithful as I do battle on NCAA 14' (UT v. UF) and on the cornhole boards. I will maintain some semblance of class, unlike Gatas Tabor, whoever their s*** LB is (wait till Jalen makes his balls drop in September; can't wait), and King Smug Gata McKelwain (I ain't lookin up how to spell it; ain't worth my time by God). And I will make sure they feel the warm, welcoming hospitality that only true Vols are able to show, so that in September I can smile and say, "Gotcha, b****."
In sum, I ask for your thoughts and prayers that I may keep my patience and not lose family friends this weekend as almost happened last September, when I burned a gator towel they sent us a day before gameday, putting voodoo in our house and resulting in...well, you all know very well. A Vol towel will be sent to them this year. Payback is a b****.
Rocky Top Till I Die. Go Vols.
I face a most unenviable challenge this weekend. Gatas in my house. Family friends to be sure, but smug, classless (joking) professional jort wearing (also joking) Gatas up for the weekend. The stench of 11 years of shame and struggle threaten to smother what little happiness I can potentially glean from this weekend, but all is well I think.
We've arguably got the best team we've had in a decade; we've got our swagger back; and I refuse to be negative. September 24 baby! Salvation! To begin the Gata stompin off right, I promise, to you all, that I will uphold the maxims and values of General Neyland and the Vol faithful as I do battle on NCAA 14' (UT v. UF) and on the cornhole boards. I will maintain some semblance of class, unlike Gatas Tabor, whoever their s*** LB is (wait till Jalen makes his balls drop in September; can't wait), and King Smug Gata McKelwain (I ain't lookin up how to spell it; ain't worth my time by God). And I will make sure they feel the warm, welcoming hospitality that only true Vols are able to show, so that in September I can smile and say, "Gotcha, b****."
In sum, I ask for your thoughts and prayers that I may keep my patience and not lose family friends this weekend as almost happened last September, when I burned a gator towel they sent us a day before gameday, putting voodoo in our house and resulting in...well, you all know very well. A Vol towel will be sent to them this year. Payback is a b****.
Rocky Top Till I Die. Go Vols.
