Plus, we had a lot of time to wait before we could tee off. It was like the perfect storm of off season douchebaggery.
Anyway, he admitted to not liking muschamp. Surprise! And he also admitted that Charley Pell was satan in jorts. Yeh, he was one of the few that could remember the '80s.
He also said he'd root for the Dawgs to win a game if I would accept a single into our foursome. I told him neither I nor Coach Richt needed his sloppy handouts. But was glad to take in the Yankee banker regardless.
Yet I digress. It all got me thinking. What are you most looking forward to this season? It's now merely days away from Hoover's shenanigans. Football season is almost close enough to smell the charcoal. And especially the bourbon. I just can't wait to get down to Jacksonville and kick a damn gator in the their tooth hole once again.
How about you? What ya got cooking Dawg?
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