The Dawgs Won...

...but it was about as decisive as a... I can't think of a good metaphor... a dog between two bones... any suggestions are welcome.

At times, Stafford and company appeared dominant. The stalls and, from my perspective, strange play calls started inside the twenty (for that matter, the defense didn't seem to be able to do any stopping inside the twenty either). It's like Georgia was successful with their normal run/play action pass offense and then would throw in these strange wrinkles inside the red zone.

What started as a team ranked 1 with a lot of promise is ending as a team that hopefully will improve enough to get into the Capital One Bowl and land in the top 5. the good thing is that their schedule still allows for them to land in the SEC Championship Game, and with enough other one loss teams, maybe earn a spot in the National Title Game with a loss. But watching them and watching other teams (USC, Oklahoma, etc.), I just don't think they got what it takes.

That said, LSU plays Florida tonight. 11 vs. 3. Should be a solid game. In between changing diapers and cleaning up the house, I hope to catch a good chunk of it.

I must break my 1 yr and 3 month silence...

I'm so frustrated watching the Dawgs play the Vols. It seems like there is too much miscommunication and just undisciplined play. We should have this game 35 to 7 right now at the very least. By 'we' I mean Georgia. I didn't even go to the school, so I should watch my pronouns.

Were I able to interview somebody, I'd probably ask about if Stafford or the receiver had the play correct on the interception in the endzone. It seems like once the Dawgs have gotten into the red zone, they've just brain farted. Frustrating. It feels like we're better than a 14 to 7 victory over SC. Definitely better than the loss to Alabama. And this feels similar. Like the Dawgs just can't seem to put together a complete game.

I'll update this as the game goes.... And now the laundry is flying. Flags everywhere. Dang it. Another penalty.

Munson

I have no right to wax poetic about UGA's current and soon-to-be former football play-by-play announcer. I didn't attend UGA (rather a small, D-III school in Virginia--Washington & Lee); I wasn't a die hard fan through the mid to late 80s and early 90s. I was born in 1971, so I wasn't there for the very beginning. I always wanted the Dogs to do well, but during my later high school and college years (coinciding w/ the Ray Goff tenure) I didn't keep up too much. When Donnan took over, my roommate at grad school in Tennessee was a huge Dog fan and he helped light a fire under my butt again. He also did a nearly perfect Munson impression and recited with regularity nearly every Munson call from the National Championship season through the remainder of the Herschel Walker years. Needless to say, I developed an appreciation for 'running right through two men', 'run Lindsey run,' 'sugar falling from the sky', Butler's kick against Clemson, etc. And of course, I got to hear the Hob-nailed boot and the Auburn catch, etc. myself.

The biggest joy of listening to Munson was that he accurately depicted that almost parental fear that the Dogs wouldn't be successful along with the parental joy when something good happened. When the games were tight--he shared the upset stomach you were feeling. When the Bulldogs succeeded--he shared the sheer relief and the cautious joy that followed. Granted, you weren't always sure who was doing what in the later years (outside of one of 'our guys' or one of 'their guys'), but that stuff is easy to get at later. You had the general idea and you felt it. That was good enough.

Raising a fan

Braves and Red Sox. I spent the last two evenings tuning into the Braves and the Red Sox, one of my goals being simply to hear Atlanta fans out-fan the Boston transplants and tourists that invaded the Ted. Monday night, I was successful. Tuesday night, not so much. But both nights were nice in that spending some quality time w/ my little baby girl (12 weeks today) is a good excuse to relax and watch some ball. I wonder while I watch if she's going to care about sports when she grows up. So far, she's already watched more baseball, golf, and auto racing than the typical 12 week old. At least, she has experienced those sports on TV on some level--whether she's heard, seen, etc. She's not quite big enough to fit into her Braves outfit. Come football season, we have the perfect Falcons cheerleader outfit. The most important fall purchase will be the Georgia Bulldogs cheerleader outfit. We want to make sure that it is good, high quality Bulldog gear. Not sure why I care so much, but it's important to star them off right.

Regardless, while we watch, I try to point out the finer points of the sport we have on TV (as far as I know--I'm by no means an expert). Pretty soon, though, it'll probably be better for me to take her to see or maybe play some things a bit more myself. Don't want to train a couch potato, but someone who can experience the fun and the joy of being out in the middle of it.