Monday, January 7, 2008

Laugh While You Can

We're coming to whip face next year. Say what you will about Petrino, his morals, his character, his business interests in former Soviet Republics, but the man would appear to know a thing or two about football. Namely, it would appear that he understands that there is a state called Texas and there's something in the water there that makes many young men aged 18 years turn in to WMD on the football field. The Hawgs have had some success recruiting in Texas, but from the look of Petrino's staff he's getting ready to change the paradigm. We're not talking paper bags filled with cash, we're talking duffel bags full of ducats. And national championship rings. And whores.

Friday, January 4, 2008

More from Dallas


Really too awesome for words, but...

can it be that it was all so simple then

Has it really been almost 14 years since 1994? Was there really once a place called Reunion Arena and did the Arkansas Razorbacks once own it like their name was Rolando Blackmon? With the Hawgs headed down to Dallas to take on the surprisingly salty Baylor Bears, this is as good a time as any to reminisce about the good old days, you know, when we were genuinely surprised when we lost, when we got to stomp the smart out of those jackasses from Rice at least a couple of times every year.

Those days are gone. But that doesn’t mean they won’t return. The direction John Pelphrey has the program headed in is a positive one, though the early season stumbles have tempered some of the initial enthusiasm. I’m getting a bit tired of this bunch from Appalachian State. They roam the country with a bag of titanium crotch bats, spiked with rusty nails, dishing out comeuppance to any program foolish enough to schedule them. The question now is how will this team respond. I’d like to think Steven Hill will go naked apeshit on some poor soul foolish enough to be wearing green and gold on Saturday, but that’s just the problem: 1) He won’t, and 2) he’s the only guy on the team who might be capable of that. You need some of those guys on a team, guys who scare their teammates because their not quite sure what they might do, you know, people that you don’t make eye contact with. Guys with names like LaceDarius and Tweety. Baylor has a guy named LaceDarius. Do you really ever know what to expect from a guy named LaceDarius? Of course you don’t, unless your answer was 48%+ from behind the arc. We could be in trouble.

But I digress. Bask in the glory of what once was.

Bringing it like Al Dillard



Often imitated, never duplicated, shootin' from the Hog's nose, bringing that wood. It's on snitches.