Alabama Crimson Tide

[Dr. Nostron]

I will be putting a lot of money on it.

UP UP UP!!!!!!111!!!!!!

[Professor Tiger]

In the Roman Empire, I'm sure the lions quoted selective statistics in a strained effort to give the Christians "a slugger's chance" before devouring them.

"Those Christians have really scary incisors and fingernails. My fangs and claws don't have much of a chance against them."

[hedge]

And yet one survived, if we are to believe holy writ...

[GBJs]

if only U of A's young men can stop the onslaught of the GusBus... Oh well, I wish all of them a Thanksgiving holiday of contentment. It may well be their last in one piece.

And Happy Thanksgiving to all of us too! Hope you all had a good day.

[10ac]

I'm fuller than a tick.

[AlabamAlum]

Same.

Happy thanksgiving.

[AlabamAlum]

On to Florida and the SECCG.

[Jungle Rat]

That will be a scrimmage

[AlabamAlum]

Their D will give our mediocre offense fits.

[The Gray Ghost]

For about 1 quarter they will. After the UF offense goes 3 and out a few times and you get your first FG which will serve as the winning score, it will be time to rest your regulars for the playoff.

[AlabamAlum]

Nah. Doubtful. Our O is not good.

[AlabamAlum]

And Les is returning.

[AlabamAlum]

Trivia: Nick Saban at Bama has a winning record against all conference opponents except one. SoCarolina. He is 1-1 vs the Cocks.

[AlabamAlum]

This morning a damp wind rushed in through my partially opened bedroom window and ruffled the crumpled cotton sheets. The early morning sun struggled to break through ominous gray clouds in a weak attempt to top the dark hills that roughly frame my land. The neighbors’ dogs yelped and howled at the distant claps of thunder over the cacophonous soundtrack of an old riding lawnmower. The squeaky hinge of a storm-loosened shutter screamed for oil. This harsh and obnoxious clatter finally forced an unwilling Morpheus to relinquish his control of my dream-like, semiconscious state.

I am now awake, but I certainly don’t want to be.

Against my will - and much like a junkie driven by an irrepressible jones - the smell of freshly brewed coffee pulls me from my bed and I lumber to the kitchen to pour myself a cup of hot comfort. Groggily, I drink, rub my aching brow, and yawn. Time is in limbo. With the kitchen window closed the sounds that so rudely pulled me from my deep slumber are now inaudible. It is quiet - almost reverent. All is calm until the memory of yesterday wrestles my thoughts from me.

Did it really happen? Could it be true? I have to know for sure.

The cup is now empty but my dealer, Mr. Coffee, is beckoning me to return for another dose. Summoning my dubious willpower, I ignore its siren song and open my front door and proceed to trip through the cool morning dew of my yard to retrieve the chronicle of the previous day’s events: the Sunday paper.

Upon return, and with the second cup of coffee in hand, I quickly discard the unnecessary and wholly irrelevant front-page and classifieds. Sales papers and obituaries are cast asunder and festooned around my living room. With malice, the travel and business sections are quickly dispatched as I secure the object of my frantic search: The sports page. My mind is racing: Did I dream it? Was it a figment of my imagination? Was my drunken state responsible for conjuring some joyous memory of yore and superimposing it on my present-day reality? Did the University of Alabama really win? Was fitting tribute once again placed at the recently defiled Altar of Bryant?

The Truth is confirmed: Alabama did post a glorious and valiant victory in the battle with the evil marauders from afar. The taste of my coffee sweetens with the thought. I quickly read and re-read the article as if the box score would transmogrify in front of my sleepy eyes and betray my now contented mind. To my nervous relief the words hold true to their original message and the cosmic change on my surroundings is instantly palpable.

Like the promise of a rainbow after a storm, the day begins to take on a warm luster. The Earth is now a better, happier place. The foreboding heavens follow suit as the storm clouds hurriedly retreat from view and give way to a vibrant and intense sunlight that shines more vividly than anytime in recent memory. The visual rapture of that brightness overflows onto the surrounding hills and bathes the entire area with a divine brilliance that provides a shimmering, iridescent halo to all that it touches.

This breathtaking and spiritually reborn vista is joined in perfect accompaniment by the clean, sweet scent of my once dying - now thriving - magnolia trees. The recently blighted, brown-leafed trees now proudly flaunt healthy hues of rich forest green. Birds return to their nests and squirrels zigzag across the plush lawn. Children laugh and play and run and sing the happy songs of youth and innocence again. Like dominoes, one positive turn leads to another as happiness spreads from house to house; from neighborhood to neighborhood; from city to city; and, ultimately, the entire Earth returns to its correct axis and orbit.

I am now comforted and my psyche healed. I am whole. And like the Israelites, after wandering in the wilderness for years, I will take this miraculous manna from heaven and nourish myself until completely sated. The villainous usurper is banished and contentment and joy - rapturous joy - are scepter and orb symbols of the returned and rightful King.

Above, heaven and gods blush with obvious envy at their worldly superiors. Truly, this game was the salve and nectar that my battered soul craved.

[hedge]

Always enjoy that chestnut...

[Jungle Rat]

Not as much as when my nuts are in your mouth

[hedge]

Can No. 18 Florida get in by beating No. 2 Alabama?

Simple answer: No — starting with the fact that they won't beat 'Bama, not with that anemic offense. But if somehow the Gators did? They're ranked No. 18 this week after losing big to Florida State. They've got two losses. There's almost no pathway to move all the way into the top four.

And yes, that would mean the unthinkable — the SEC would get left out. Which also means the Playoff would expand to eight teams, effective Monday. (OK, just kidding on that last part. We think.)

http://www.usatoday.com/story/sports/nc ... /76651586/

[KeviNole]

As much as it would pain me for UF to win the SEC (though it's sweeter after stomping them), I would love the SEC to get shut out just for the chaos (no offense, AA, I actually sorta like Bama).

However I will say that I heard Todd McShay promoting the idea that UF absolutely must make the playoffs if they beat Bama. ESPN always looks out for their business partner.

[aTm]

Every conference is going to get shut out eventually on a long enough timeline using a 4 team playoff. It also won't not necessarily be correlated to which conference is weakest of the 5 either. Sometimes you get fucked by not having one of the perceived top 5 even though you may strong top to bottom. Can easily happen.

Also, at some point a conference is definitely going to get 2 teams in and two conferences wont be in it. Only a matter of time on that as well.

[hedge]

Not if they go to an 8 team playoff...