Gator Baiting?

[WoodsmanVol]

I’m dangerously close to being a coward. One that’s a kind I never dreamed I’d ever be. One dipped and steeped in the bubbling pot of doubt of our winning even one SEC game. Kentucky is playing real football for a change, and Vanderbilt played well enough to beat Norte Dame. We all but sneaked by a bunch of rock splitters on lunch break. So even our traditional pansies are playing better than we are now. But then, I remember something from a story I read when I was in the second grade. It had to do with a man who committed an unacceptable wrong. A wrong dictating his execution despite the wrong itself having saved the citizenship from great harm. I don’t recall the title but one sentence from the tale always stuck in my head. “A coward dies many times, but a valiant tastes of death but once.” Whether due to shame or inspiration I step forth with either some measure of valiance or perhaps ignorance or even arrogance once more.

We kept stopping ourselves in the UTEP game. At the risk of being accused of blasphemy, it looked at times as if we did this on purpose. Nonetheless, I suspect this weird science act was to beguile Gator Boots and Bags, Inc. into believing we’re pushovers for them. Come game time, the playbooks is thrown open and the beasts unleashed. Then the factory is decertified, unlicensed, and closed. We send the Gator, Inc. home with the comforting assurance that crocodile hides make better boots and bags than gator skin. Then give them the address to the Australian Townsville Crocs to sooth them further. That’s what I see happening this coming Saturday. Vols roll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Boca Vol]

I feel like I was teleported back to the 70s and attending a Pink Floyd concert.

 

[norriscraftbasser]

I'm numb but comfortable!

 

[QCD61]

A coward dies many times, but a valiant tastes of death but once

Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, Caesar tells Calpurnia that ''Cowards die many times before their deaths;/The valiant never taste of death but once.''

 

[Nuckingfuts]

There is pie in the sky and I think I can fly

 

[WoodsmanVol]

Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, Caesar tells Calpurnia that ''Cowards die many times before their deaths;/The valiant never taste of death but once.''

Dayum! How could I have forgotten that source. And I like Shakespeare partially because he had such a sharp tongue that spared none.

 

[Volfan2012]

I disagree that we sneaked by Texas ElPaso they didn't come close to scoring and only had seven first downs. I realize we didn't score as much as everyone wanted but we dominated them regardless they didn't score three had the ball very little and only made 134 yards all day. They couldn't stop our offense all stops were performed by Tennessee and we had over 500 yards total offense for the day. I know points look good and are the main factor, other than scoring we dominated ElPaso totally.

 

[savannahfan]

I’m dangerously close to being a coward. One that’s a kind I never dreamed I’d ever be. One dipped and steeped in the bubbling pot of doubt of our winning even one SEC game. Kentucky is playing real football for a change, and Vanderbilt played well enough to beat Norte Dame. We all but sneaked by a bunch of rock splitters on lunch break. So even our traditional pansies are playing better than we are now. But then, I remember something from a story I read when I was in the second grade. It had to do with a man who committed an unacceptable wrong. A wrong dictating his execution despite the wrong itself having saved the citizenship from great harm. I don’t recall the title but one sentence from the tale always stuck in my head. “A coward dies many times, but a valiant tastes of death but once.” Whether due to shame or inspiration I step forth with either some measure of valiance or perhaps ignorance or even arrogance once more.

We kept stopping ourselves in the UTEP game. At the risk of being accused of blasphemy, it looked at times as if we did this on purpose. Nonetheless, I suspect this weird science act was to beguile Gator Boots and Bags, Inc. into believing we’re pushovers for them. Come game time, the playbooks is thrown open and the beasts unleashed. Then the factory is decertified, unlicensed, and closed. We send the Gator, Inc. home with the comforting assurance that crocodile hides make better boots and bags than gator skin. Then give them the address to the Australian Townsville Crocs to sooth them further. That’s what I see happening this coming Saturday. Vols roll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2nd. grade and remembering??? Dam-! All I remember of 2nd grade I was trying to learn to read Jack and the bean stalk. Did learn about falling off, but it made no difference, I fell out of trees, etc. anyway. About all I remember about 2nd grade reading class was cutting my finger (scar still there) with my first pocket knife.

 

[WoodsmanVol]

2nd. grade and remembering??? Dam-! All I remember of 2nd grade I was trying to learn to read Jack and the bean stalk. Did learn about falling off, but it made no difference, I fell out of trees, etc. anyway. About all I remember about 2nd grade reading class was cutting my finger (scar still there) with my first pocket knife.

I'm just weird that way among many other ways. I also remember my crib but not how old I was., It was black and had a white teddy bear with a red or red with white polka dots bowtie the bed' head end. First grade I recall my teacher's name and how she made us repeat reading assignments with the Dick and Jane books. Same teacher second grade I got it into my head to take thicker 3rd grade books off the shelf and try reading them. Don't know why but since we could take them home, I did and would just read and sound out what I didn't know until I got it right. I also remember getting the "heil" beat out of me. I got the idea that like Popeye, I could eat a can of spinach and take on a bully in my class. Couldn't squeeze the can open but knew how to use a can opener with help of an older friend. Darn stuff tasted AWFUL! Managed to down maybe half. OK, maybe it wasn't really half. Went down the street and called out the bully, got my arse beat real good. Still liked Popeye cartoon, though.

 

[LibertyVolance]

I’m dangerously close to being a coward. One that’s a kind I never dreamed I’d ever be. One dipped and steeped in the bubbling pot of doubt of our winning even one SEC game. Kentucky is playing real football for a change, and Vanderbilt played well enough to beat Norte Dame. We all but sneaked by a bunch of rock splitters on lunch break. So even our traditional pansies are playing better than we are now. But then, I remember something from a story I read when I was in the second grade. It had to do with a man who committed an unacceptable wrong. A wrong dictating his execution despite the wrong itself having saved the citizenship from great harm. I don’t recall the title but one sentence from the tale always stuck in my head. “A coward dies many times, but a valiant tastes of death but once.” Whether due to shame or inspiration I step forth with either some measure of valiance or perhaps ignorance or even arrogance once more.

We kept stopping ourselves in the UTEP game. At the risk of being accused of blasphemy, it looked at times as if we did this on purpose. Nonetheless, I suspect this weird science act was to beguile Gator Boots and Bags, Inc. into believing we’re pushovers for them. Come game time, the playbooks is thrown open and the beasts unleashed. Then the factory is decertified, unlicensed, and closed. We send the Gator, Inc. home with the comforting assurance that crocodile hides make better boots and bags than gator skin. Then give them the address to the Australian Townsville Crocs to sooth them further. That’s what I see happening this coming Saturday. Vols roll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your musings are boring, tired, and ridiculous. Don't have anything better to do? Who needs courage to score more points? 3 games in, Fla has played crap and the Vols have played crap. So Saturday is the Crapfest. Win and send them home with the sad.

 

[Seattle Hillbilly]

Your musings are boring, tired, and ridiculous. Don't have anything better to do? Who needs courage to score more points? 3 games in, Fla has played crap and the Vols have played crap. So Saturday is the Crapfest. Win and send them home with the sad.

And yet here you are posting. If you find them so boring simply don't read them. I personally find them entertaining.

 

[Rudy123]

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I’m dangerously close to being a coward. One that’s a kind I never dreamed I’d ever be. One dipped and steeped in the bubbling pot of doubt of our winning even one SEC game. Kentucky is playing real football for a change, and Vanderbilt played well enough to beat Norte Dame. We all but sneaked by a bunch of rock splitters on lunch break. So even our traditional pansies are playing better than we are now. But then, I remember something from a story I read when I was in the second grade. It had to do with a man who committed an unacceptable wrong. A wrong dictating his execution despite the wrong itself having saved the citizenship from great harm. I don’t recall the title but one sentence from the tale always stuck in my head. “A coward dies many times, but a valiant tastes of death but once.” Whether due to shame or inspiration I step forth with either some measure of valiance or perhaps ignorance or even arrogance once more.

We kept stopping ourselves in the UTEP game. At the risk of being accused of blasphemy, it looked at times as if we did this on purpose. Nonetheless, I suspect this weird science act was to beguile Gator Boots and Bags, Inc. into believing we’re pushovers for them. Come game time, the playbooks is thrown open and the beasts unleashed. Then the factory is decertified, unlicensed, and closed. We send the Gator, Inc. home with the comforting assurance that crocodile hides make better boots and bags than gator skin. Then give them the address to the Australian Townsville Crocs to sooth them further. That’s what I see happening this coming Saturday. Vols roll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I, for you, agree with you. I think we intentionally lost the WVU game. This way Florida is lulled I, to thinking that we have no offense and no defense
Next Saturday, we will begin, throwing to Jennings and also let JG run a lot. This will truck Florida and they will never be able to adjust, thus we win

 

[RollerVol]

let's don't give up before the first snap...anything can happen...and probably will...that's why I watch...and,

PS. remember, we really do have a chance...

GO VOLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[preacherrandy]

2nd. grade and remembering??? Dam-! All I remember of 2nd grade I was trying to learn to read Jack and the bean stalk. Did learn about falling off, but it made no difference, I fell out of trees, etc. anyway. About all I remember about 2nd grade reading class was cutting my finger (scar still there) with my first pocket knife.

All I remember about 2nd grade was the most beautiful girl in the world (I thought at the time) Lucy B. (last name withheld). Those bright blue eyes and long black hair that hugged her waist. Her voice as sweet as honey and as soft as down. My first true love. Funny how I remembered that and I can hardly remember last week.

 

[LibertyVolance]

I'm very sorry you were born without a sense of human resulting in any humor being lost on you. You sad, sad, depressing and hopeless thing. If Vols football can't cure you, you're indeed hopelessly lost. And on that note, I banish thee to the mental leper colony. Not that I'm without compassion because I truly am so very, very sorry about your hopeless state. What a shame, what a shame. That there isn't a thing, not a thing, anyone can do for you. Good-bye poor creature, good-bye.

More jibberish, Woodman and still nothing about Vol FB? You posted 2 paragraphs about your 2nd grade recollections, your personal need of courage, and even the outlandish suggestion that the offense purposely shot itself in the foot to score less points yesterday to hoodwink the Gators into thinking we weren't any good and now this? Tell the truth. You started this thread to call attention to yourself waxing poetic and for no other purpose. You critique others and can't take it when you are called out.

 

[TN_Transplant]

Jeremy Pruitt doesn't strike me as the sneaky type. He seems more like the 'what you see is what you get' type.

If it seems we shoot ourselves in the foot, its because we did.

Coach is telling everyone if they would just listen. We aren't looking forward. We aren't preparing for Florida. We are preparing ourselves to try and play basic football. Because we just aren't very good.

We just need to focus on blocking, tackling, running routes, catching passes, and running plays the way they are designed. You know, take care of the little things.

If we do that, the rest will take care of itself.

 

[sona]

All I remember about 2nd grade was the most beautiful girl in the world (I thought at the time) Lucy B. (last name withheld). Those bright blue eyes and long black hair that hugged her waist. Her voice as sweet as honey and as soft as down. My first true love. Funny how I remembered that and I can hardly remember last week.

Sounds like you met a Galway girl and lost your heart.

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[photovol]

I’m dangerously close to being a coward. One that’s a kind I never dreamed I’d ever be. One dipped and steeped in the bubbling pot of doubt of our winning even one SEC game. Kentucky is playing real football for a change, and Vanderbilt played well enough to beat Norte Dame. We all but sneaked by a bunch of rock splitters on lunch break. So even our traditional pansies are playing better than we are now. But then, I remember something from a story I read when I was in the second grade. It had to do with a man who committed an unacceptable wrong. A wrong dictating his execution despite the wrong itself having saved the citizenship from great harm. I don’t recall the title but one sentence from the tale always stuck in my head. “A coward dies many times, but a valiant tastes of death but once.” Whether due to shame or inspiration I step forth with either some measure of valiance or perhaps ignorance or even arrogance once more.

We kept stopping ourselves in the UTEP game. At the risk of being accused of blasphemy, it looked at times as if we did this on purpose. Nonetheless, I suspect this weird science act was to beguile Gator Boots and Bags, Inc. into believing we’re pushovers for them. Come game time, the playbooks is thrown open and the beasts unleashed. Then the factory is decertified, unlicensed, and closed. We send the Gator, Inc. home with the comforting assurance that crocodile hides make better boots and bags than gator skin. Then give them the address to the Australian Townsville Crocs to sooth them further. That’s what I see happening this coming Saturday. Vols roll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Will you at least share what your having?

 

[photovol]

Pruitt has a plan for flarlida

 

[lawgator1]

I’m dangerously close to being a coward. One that’s a kind I never dreamed I’d ever be. One dipped and steeped in the bubbling pot of doubt of our winning even one SEC game. Kentucky is playing real football for a change, and Vanderbilt played well enough to beat Norte Dame. We all but sneaked by a bunch of rock splitters on lunch break. So even our traditional pansies are playing better than we are now. But then, I remember something from a story I read when I was in the second grade. It had to do with a man who committed an unacceptable wrong. A wrong dictating his execution despite the wrong itself having saved the citizenship from great harm. I don’t recall the title but one sentence from the tale always stuck in my head. “A coward dies many times, but a valiant tastes of death but once.” Whether due to shame or inspiration I step forth with either some measure of valiance or perhaps ignorance or even arrogance once more.

We kept stopping ourselves in the UTEP game. At the risk of being accused of blasphemy, it looked at times as if we did this on purpose. Nonetheless, I suspect this weird science act was to beguile Gator Boots and Bags, Inc. into believing we’re pushovers for them. Come game time, the playbooks is thrown open and the beasts unleashed. Then the factory is decertified, unlicensed, and closed. We send the Gator, Inc. home with the comforting assurance that crocodile hides make better boots and bags than gator skin. Then give them the address to the Australian Townsville Crocs to sooth them further. That’s what I see happening this coming Saturday. Vols roll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I agree you'll be more motivated to play a conference rival. But you think the Vols intentionally played a mediocre game to trick your next opponent?

Reaching.

 

[shotgun83]

Dayum! How could I have forgotten that source. And I like Shakespeare partially because he had such a sharp tongue that spared none.

You read Shakespeare in 2nd grade??

 

[RavinDave]

You read Shakespeare in 2nd grade??

Heh - this stirs old memories, the fall of 1961 IIRC. Shakespeare being the reason I skipped the 2nd grade. We had just moved to Knoxville a month or two into the school year. Having been taught to read the year before by some nun in Norfolk, the kids on our street wanted to see just how well The new kid COULD read and voila, a book of Shakespeare was produced. After I read a few lines I soon found myself in the 3rd grade... seems Tennessee is still working on literacy lol.

 

[OneVolNation]

I read at age 2, but my mother being a teacher was an unfair advantage.
They never let me skip grades but they did pull me out of regular classes to drive me to
a building they called "The Annex" for "Excel" and "Encore." Mostly, they gave me
puzzles to solve while someone with a clipboard watched me solve them and took notes.
Letting me find out I was "gifted" was the big mistake. If I had worked harder
instead of relying on my memory to ace tests I never studied for, it would have
served me much better with the virtues of self-discipline and power of habit.
It's difficult to undo decades of habits from youth in only a few years so I
always felt it difficult to get motivated until the deadline loomed near and
my back was against the wall. I realize so much potential went unrealized.
I disagree with Shakespeare. I don't think death is something you "taste" or
really even "experience" at all because our spirit is no longer in the body so
the body isn't alive to feel it or taste it. Even for materialists, (philosophically those who think
there is only the brain and no separate spirit or soul) someone who dies doesn't taste death
because they're already gone the moment it happens. Of course he's the literary stud,
so we can just pretend he's right about it or only meant it metaphorically. ;-)

 

[Other_Guy]

UT has no beasts to unleash.

 

[Vfl2407]

UT has no beasts to unleash.

We are the non beastie boys.
As non frightening as a 90s boy band.
As feckless as an 8 year old girl with freckles.