"Hello Vandy fans...i have been reading your blog for a few weeks now and just wanted to say that the comodores suck! the dawgs are gonna whip ya into shape this year. sick em."
Thanks for the comment, DawgFan, and good job spelling Commodore. A good show of sportsmanship from Athens. As TheFinch said in his rebuttal, someone must be a little bit bitter about the beating between the hedges last year. A glorious afternoon that I just happened to have been present for (I probably pelted DawgFan with a recently shotgunned beer can after the game). Here's the little known fact about being a commodore fan, while it is extremely painful, we have nothing to lose in those games. We lose to UGA, big fuckin' deal. We beat UGA, they suck ass. For the benefit of those who weren't there, and since the 'Dores have a bye week, let me recount the experiences:
9:15 am: Began playing Beer Pong at a buddies tailgate around 9:30am, and sat through an enormous amount of shit-talking from Georgia Fans saying that they were going to beat us by at least three touchdowns. I stood there silently with my Jay Cutler jersey on, and said nothing.
10:30 am: Went to another tailgate, and withstood even more verbal barrage from Georgia fans talking about how bad they were going to beat us, I said nothing.
12:30 am: Sat in the GEORGIA section, sporting my black and gold, and quietly watched the 'Dores silence 93,000 people.
3:30 pm: Wha Happen? Vandy just won? My vow of silence ends.
3:32 pm: Meet a huge Vandy crowd at a Georgia tailgate, and people begin to walk away and give us their beers (because in towns like Athens, if their team loses, they shut themselves in a closet for a day, and speak to no-one, don't go out, and generally piss people off). I could write a whole blog about this issue. I will say, that I never saw a loss slow down a party in Nashville. I thought Athens was supposed to be crazy?
3:45 pm: Behind some class building on Lumpkin shotgunning beers with kids 3 years younger, and 4 years older than me. Shotgunning really bridges the generational gap.
4:00 pm: Head downtown to Georgia Bar. My buddy who went to Notre Dame, and lives in Athens, puts on a Vanderbilt shirt. His girlfriend says if he doesn't take that off, she's leaving.
4:05 pm: His girlfriend leaves
4:15 pm: Shots of JD in Georgia Bar, which has no people from Georgia in it.
10:00 pm: Run into Ted Ferguson (The Bud Light Dare Devil), who happened to be a PDT at Vandy. Say two words to him, and realize he's weird as shit.
10:30 pm: All memories cease.
A final interesting tidbit about that night:
-A certain alumni of Vanderbilt, sometimes referred to as "Blue," had quite the story. After becoming seperated from his friends, and unable to coherently find his way home, he ended up at a Citgo gas station. He didn't know where he was, but the cashier was kind enough to give him a blanket and let him curl up behind the counter to sleep. Yes, he slept behind the counter at a Citgo.
So until we play UGA in Nashville this year, we are still the victors. Leave it on the field, DawgFan. Let me enjoy my once in 17 years victory. Don't bring your negativity to our site.
-We're not getting fucked down, We're getting fucked up.