The Goat Pen

No.

hedge wrote:I like how whoever did that video went all classical when he had Hitler saying "Your irrelevant opinion matters not to me"...

Naught, but who's nitpicking...

AlabamAlum wrote:No.

LOL...

On a slightly different note, I went to the College Football Hall of Fame in Atlanta last week. I recommend it to all. High-tech and very interactive.

Alabama is one of the hundreds of teams featured. I mention Alabama in a positive way so that AA won't ask me to leave his thread.

Please leave.

Do you know how many times some bars said the same to me?

Hope you've all had an excellent Thanksgiving... and have of course eaten far too much!

Hey, GBJ. Do you realize your favorite college team would probably beat your favorite NFL team?

I have eaten more oysters in the past 3 days than in any 3 day period in my life. But I like it...

AlabamAlum wrote:Please leave.

No.

Good to see Broadway Joe in his non PC coat and sober.

He might not be sober at halftime.

Damn you 'Bama!!!! Ole miss shit the bed. You all lose the SEC does not have representative in the championship! Yellow rammer bammer jammer roll tide and all that other bs!! Win damnit!!

Td crimson homos!!! ROLL TIDE ROLL!!

Kiffin was just toying with them. Making them feel like they had a chance. There's no one in the country that could do what he has done. Why even keep Saban around?

We've now won 5 of the last 7 against Auburn. Doesn't really feel like it, though.

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.

Since the start of 2008, 83-10.

Records of 12-2, 14-0, 10-3, 12-1, 13-1, 11-2, and 11-1 (so far).

Outstanding.

Losses:

2008: Florida, Utah
2009:
2010: South Carolina, LSU, Auburn
2011: LSU
2012: TAMU
2013: Auburn, Oklahoma
2014: Ole Miss

Truly impressive. Saban is a great coach. Maybe the best ever. Bear was a legend but he didn't have to deal with scholarship limitations and the game wasn't full of as many competitive well coached teams as today. Additionally, the exposure CFB has now makes success on that kind of consistent basis all the more impressive. Hats off to Saban and Bama. Now go do what only Georgia and Indiana have managed: beat MIzzou.