Saturdays In The Fall...A Pictorial

Before we launch into the annual wonderfulness that is LSU Hate Week,  I think there are few loose ends that need to wrapped up concerning our trip to Auburn last week for their football game with Georgia.  As stated in earlier posts, this was my first trip to the plains and now, in hindsight, I gotta say it was a pretty good time... not too painful.  Still doesn't come close to the game day experience at Ole Miss.  

The powers that be decided it would be best if this game was the "JP or Lincoln Financial or whatever they calling  it" game of the week, so that meant an early start from Atlanta to get there for the 11:30 kickoff.  In addition to the early kickoff, I learned that the friends we were going to meet for the pre-game festivities would be tailgating in a parking deck.  Needless to say, my expectations weren't too high.  We secured the tickets and then hunted around Auburn for a liquor store to replenish supplies... that drive was a little longer than anticipated.  What we found was perhaps the worst liquor store in all the land but were successful in stocking up on some of their top shelf vodka... Popov in a plastic bottle!  All this took more time than we figured so we just ended up eating lunch in our parking spot and heading for the stadium.  Here's the deal.  I thought the plains were supposed to flat.  Seems like we damn near scaled a mountain trying to get up to campus.  There were moments when I was looking for sherpa support and fixed ropes.  Got to our seats just in time to find out we missed the damn bird... the only thing I really wanted to see was that bird flying around the stadium... and we missed it.  Like I said, we had great seats and by great seats I mean seats on the 50.  Turns out my friend is the great grand daughter of some guy named Hare... as in Jordan Hare Stadium.   Which also means were sitting around a bunch of uptight alumni... who sat quietly most of the game.  The rest of the stadium, however, was pretty rowdy.  Its been a long time since I've been in a honest to God hostile environment.  The game turned out to be better than expected but I didn't care.  I was more concerned with updates of the absolute shellacking that was happening in Oxford.  In the end the dawgs won another game in the waning moments and I had the rare opportunity walk around with a little swagger knowing we had already beat the war eagle tigers just a couple of weeks earlier.


Game day festivities

Team is about to come out

A crappy season...but full stadium

Waving that flag

Sun finally came out





disgustingly small tron

Wingnut

Hug It Out

Damn... we were having a nice afternoon then she showed up

Tomorrow morning... very early in the morning... I'll be making my first trip down to the "loveliest village below the gnat line" for a tackle football game... or whatever Auburn claims to be playing these days. Anyway, I'm actually going to be cheering for Auburn (the precise reason I didn't want to go when they were playing Ole Miss is so I could throw my wife a bone and for once in my life cheer for her team). It should feel like an Ole Miss game of season's past... the wartigers staying close then miserably fading in the second half and snatching defeat from victory's grasp. At least I'll get to see old Wingnut again before he's given the gate next week after he's been mounted by Mount Cody.

He's coming for you Tommy!

Just wondering... do you think they will be papering Toomer's Corner?  Or should I leave my TP at the house?

To The Victor Go The Spoils...mmmmwwwahahahaha!

This is a little late in getting posted but here are the results from the annual Tait Family "Don't You Dare Talk To Me... Cuz I sure Ain't Talkin' to you" week. For the next year or so, if you drive down Shore Dr. in Suwanee, GA., you will see this glorious site. If you drive down the street at a certain time each morning you will see this site plus my wife (an Aubarn grad) doing a solo Hotty Toddy and doing her Elvis impression as she sings Dixie.... what a glorious way to greet the day!

Auburn... Let Me Try and Tell You Why They Suck... Part 2

Once again confusion reigns supreme in south Alabama. What is it about the Greater Opelika Metroplex that can cause such incertitude? Perhaps, as we will soon see, it is a lack true identity. Who are you? The plainsmen? The tigers? War Eagles? It's so hard to keep it all straight. You can blame your football team's output this year on the failed "spread eagle" offense but I would suggest the problem is much much deeper. The lack of a united fan base might just be the cause. Any given saturday you might have 75,000 rabid rednecks each screaming a different name at the team. Now these young fellows, just being who they are (long on athletic ability but short on smarts), can't seem to keep it all straight. While they might remember a coach saying something about plainsmen, war eagle, or tiger during their recruiting, in the heat of the battle it all gets very confusing and sounds like boos. Come on Aubarn, make up your mind. Your poor team needs you to put up a united front! Oh yeah... a little less of this might help as well!

Auburn... Let Me Try and Tell You Why They Suck... Part 1

The Loveliest Village on the Plains... Really?


And so begins Auburn Hate Week 2008. Easy pickins' this week. Where to start? We don't have to look very hard to see why the "spread eagle" offense didn't work out well this year for the tigers. Confusion runs rampant in south Alabama and its hard, we will see, for these folks to commit to anything.
First off, a little geography lesson. The folks outside of Opelika like to refer to their town as the "loveliest village on the plains". Now, I'm not sure where this comes from. Southeastern Alabama doesn't even make map. Its actually about 3 1/2 states east of the border of the map! The plains? Come on! You're nowhere near them. When's the last time a dust storm or tumble weed blew threw town? Seen any locusts lately? I bet not.
Get it together folks.
Honestly is the best policy. Lets go with "loveliest village in the middle of nowhere" or "loveliest village on the way to Destin".
Better yet... "Damn its humid here and we're below the gnat line".