I can't help but think that the kid who made his own Vols shirt when he didn't have a UT shirt to wear to his school's team pride day broke the curse. It was never about Rohan Davey, or Fulmer snitching, or Peyton. It was about us as fans. We got jaded and lost our way. That kid showed us what it means to be a Vol. We saw the err of our ways, and lucked into Heup. Butterfly effect stuff. The kid got a bunch of UT swag and now we are relevant again. My neighbor worked for NASA for thirty years and said this theory makes sense to him. He is Indian and doesn't know football from futball, but he nodded and smiled when I told him my theory so it is rock solid. GBO