The New Enemy is Here!

I graduated from the University of Georgia in 1994 with an ABJ...that's Georgia-speak for a half-assed degree in journalism.

Today...Florida announced that they have found a new coach, Will Muschamp. In reading up on him...I realize that not only is he a former Bulldog player (I kinda remembered that)...but he graduated in 1994!

Behold...the enemy is here and he is familiar...and I feel OLD.

It's sorta like the first time you realize that the Playboy centerfold was born in a year that made you count on your fingers (including your thumb) to verify that you are a dirty old man. "1990!!?? I was in college!!"

Anyhow...this Muschamp putz was a classmate of mine and I didn't realize it until now...and given my continued interest in the success of Bulldog football...it puts him in a special place of contempt. How could you Will? We went to school together, dude!

I'm guessing his answer would be related to tons of money, national fame, wild success, and the opportunity of a lifetime. I don't really care about that though. It's Florida, dude.

You are the traitor that walks among us. You drank big beers from the dirty taps at the Georgia Theater. You told people that you saw R.E.M. for 5 bucks at the 40Watt. You rode the Milledge bus with us. You went to Sonstock instead of freshman English class on a Tuesday afternoon. How dare you, sir? How DARE you?

You played between the hedges. Now you stab us "between the shoulder blades".

Congrats to Will Mus"chimp".  Or should I say, Mus"CHUMP"?

Either way, we will be glad to put an asterisk next to your name during the glory years when you recorded a half tackle and no wins under Ray Goff.

Good day to you sir...I said..good DAY!