Almost ten years ago now, the Big Orange hillbilly nation repeatedly buried the toes of their boots in our Crimson sides, dancing around the fire in deliverance fashion at what fat Phil had done to us.
My, how times have changed.
A decade later, the Alabama Crimson Tide sits on the highest throne of honor in college football. Just a few days removed from being crowned National Champions…our 13th…Bama finds itself the talk of the country while UcheaT is wallowing around in its own manure in public view.
Whether it’s moral victories, heralded 7-6 seasons, beat downs, player arrests, ignorant accusations, ho-stesses, fines handed down from the SEC, bratty arrogance, losing streaks, student riots or the NCAA coming calling, it’s hard to know where to start in poking fun at the Viles.
The University of Tennessee football program is a complete sham. A laughing stock. An object of ridicule. Light years away from competing for anything more than bragging rights over Vandy.
And the best part? Like the song says, “we’ve only just begun.” Let the good times roll, and let UcheaT continue slip into irrelevancy.