Monday, October 01, 2007

As J.J. Evans would say, "DY NA MITE!"


Let me just start off by saying War (apply your personal favorite here) Eagle!
Tim who? Don't think so ...

I had no doubt that we would win against Florida. When you know something, you just know it. I knew it! Ok, enough giving my own self props. Let’s give credit where credit is due …

Will Muschamp is “da man.” He had that defensive line ready! I haven’t seen Auburn’s defense play that well in awhile. Nobody was getting through that brick wall. These boys did their job and impressed the *$#& out of me.

Our offensive line… Where do I begin? They were on fire. They gave my boy the time he needed to do this thang. Even though they are a bunch of young guys, they played like pros. Al Borges should be happy. Those guys made him look like the old Al we have come to love.

Tommy Tuberville did an excellent job taking up for the Tigers. Even though we were penalized 15 yards for his protest, the call was unfair. I don’t think that I ever seen him that mad. He stiffened up like he was about to fight somebody. I was proud of Tommy.

Wes Byrum … What can I say? Under all that pressure and still made that field goal—twice. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Et cetera.

You knew it was coming … Brandon Cox—wow! He played with that confidence he has been lacking. And he played—GREAT! He is the audible king. He can read defensive like a Dick and Jane book. My favorite thing to watch this year is when he does that thing (audible) that he does so well. People were ready to throw him under the bus. I hope those people are eating their words now. He loves Auburn football, and it shows. And, I love him, and it shows. :)

Now the bad … which have nothing to do with Auburn … I don’t know about you, but I could not stand to look at Urban Meyer. I don’t know what it was. He just looked evil. Especially when he waited to call that time out after Wes kicked that field goal. He thought he was slick. His true colors came out. Pure desperation right there, Urbie. What joy I reveled in after Wes made the field goal—again. So, Urban Meyer, try selling that crap elsewhere, we're all bought up here.

Now the most disappointing situation: Holly Rowe! When my man steps up to be interviewed, INTERVIEW HIM. He is the best, the most excellent, unsurpassed … I digress.

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