Experiencing Indigestion
It has taken me almost an entire week to digest the loss to Tennessee. I still can't really believe it and remember it almost as if it were a very bad dream, a night terror.
I just couldn't bring myself to comment on it at all. I will say that my mother was a very humble loser and did not lord it over us on Sunday the way I thought she would. I think the spanking was so bad that she actually pitied us.
I am not even really looking forward to tomorrow. The Vandy game is completely losable. I don't know if my weak stomach can take anymore.
Labels: Bulldogs, football, My Mother is a Vol, That Fat Fuck Fulmer, The Great Pumpkin
3 Comments:
Watching Tebow sulk that night after Fla choked in Baton Rouge almost made up for TN.
Honey, You really are still upset. I am a humble "winner" not loser.
Trav, you are right. I actually kinda pulled for FL, but then when Tebow shed the tears, I couldn't contain the snicker.
Mom, I stand corrected. And now you are a not-so-humble winner.
Yes, folks, my mom reads my blog.
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