Friday, October 10, 2008

Tennessee take down

Go Vols

As y'all may remember, last year I entered into a feud with a fellow expat SEC fan and follower of Georgia. The trash talking escalated into a bet - photo evidence of dressing oneself, one's progeny and one's pet in the colors of the winning opposing team. Fortunately, last year's Tennessee-Georgia game ended in a humiliating stomp of those ugly Dawgs. Bam. Pow. Zap. Touchdown after touchdown and Smokey's handler taught the bulldog a lesson as Uga's nose was rubbed in his own dirt.

Ahhh, those were the days.

Apparently, this is a rebuilding year for the Vols, though. So it wouldn't really be right to put too much pressure on the team to protect my little boy from the humiliating stain of wearing the squooshed G and photographing him. The internet is forever, my friends. As a good mother, I couldn't take the chance of such a stain lingering.

Besides, my brother is in a fragile state these days (relationship troubles) and he said seeing his nephew in Georgia gear - even superimposed by the magic of photoshop, might tip him over the edge. And he didn't give up a tooth in Athens defending Smokey's honor for me to disregard his wishes on matters Volunteer. Family first.

Still, I couldn't be a good Vol without engaging in a little smack talk. So, I agreed to the Free Man's challenge and wrote a guest post about the glory of the Vols - and how I'm raising my boy right, with orange on his back, Rocky Top on his lips, love of the Volunteers in his heart, and giving his all for Tennessee today.

Check it out.

4 comments:

A Free Man said...

I'm trying to figure out how to spell chicken noises.

vol-in-law said...

She thinks Georgia will win, Chris. Be happy! Only a sucker takes a losing bet...

genderist said...

What a fun post....

Serious question time. Why was singing Rocky Top at bedtime a bad idea?? This is exactly the kind of thing I need to know about while our little Vol-to-be is still swimming in Vol-infused amniotic fluid...

Vol Abroad said...

Best.song.ever - but too exciting for young ears. Plus, if you do manage to sing them to sleep with a subdued version of it - you're setting them up for a lifetime of narcoleptic napping during our winning-est football games.

And that just wouldn't be right.