Saturday night’s alright for
fighting and brother, let me tell ya, I’m jazzed about the brawl tonight
between No. 13 LSU (7-2) and my beloved Alabama Crimson Tide (8-0).
The game kicks off at 8:00 PM
Eastern. I don’t get off work until 8:30
so I’m going to need that flux capacitor from Doc Brown’s time-traveling
DeLorean in the flick “Back to the Future” to get home as quick as a bunny. All that will be left will be flaming tire
marks in the parking lot. Hold on McFly.
I’ve already bet a buddy at work
that the Tide will defeat the Tigers. He’s
gonna owe me a succulent plate of baby back ribs.
LSU’s QB Zach Mettenberger isn’t
good at scrambling when the pressure is on and Bama is going to come at him
with awesome aggression.
The game is being played at
Bryant-Denny Stadium in front of 101,821 crimson-and-houndstooth-clad fans.
There’s a lot riding on this game
for Bama. Ranked No. 1 in the BCS
standings, the Tide must whip the Tigers.
The Tide averages 210.8 yards rushing per game. The offensive line is brutish enough to
run-block and protect McCarron in the pocket.
The defense is built to stop the run and Alabama leads the nation in
scoring defense and is fifth nationally in total defense.
I’d like to say the Tigers are
doomed, but as we all know, a Southern Slobber-Knocker is anything but
predictable. I’m itching for a third
consecutive national championship.
Rammer
Jammer Yellow Hammer, baby! Roll Tide!
UPDATE: Should I get into a fight over boys with Pat of So
It Goes In Shreveport and watch her yet again cheerfully donate to the Wounded Warrior Project
when her boys, the Tigers, lose to my boys?
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