A Georgia Tech/ Miami Conversation with Gobbler Country

Yesterday during Miami's whoopin', Furrer4heisman, from Gobbler Country and I traded text messages. The conversation was so ridiculous, I had to share it:

2:35 PM EST

Me: Out of work for the day. Thirty minutes from whiskey
Gobbler: Ha ha. I’m still a few hours away. Give it hell.

7:04 PM

Gobbler: Getting’ dranked

7:18 PM EST

Me: Helll Yeah!

7:33 PM EST --(Team just runs out of tunnel)

Gobbler: Fuckin’ love yalls secondary fight song
Me: Up with the white and gold?
Gobbler: Fuck yes

7:57 PM--(I believe this was J. Dwyer's 25 yard 1st down conversion)

Me: suck on that!
Gobbler: You can’t fucking arm tackle j dwyer son! Woo! Drunk!

8:02 PM

Gobbler: Gee running plays that use their speed against them. What a concept. Fuck you Stinespring.

8:07 PM--(It took me forever to figure out where this came from. Then I realized that Mark Texeira and Jason Varitek were at the game and had been shown on tv)

Gobbler: Fuck Mark Texeira. Fuck you fucking prick. Worse piece of shit ever.


Sidenote: T.I. and supposedly Ludacris were also in attendance. Downtown Atlanta, Nighttime, Celebrities all over the field with 112 recruits watching us dominate...can you ask for a better game?


8:11 PM--(Roddy Jones runs his first long run of the night)


Me: Nation, meet Roddy Jones

8:18 PM --(Don't remember honestly)

Gobbler: You need a QB with two good legs if the O-line is going to suck like that.

8: 22 PM --(Pick 6 Michael Johnson!)

Me: Meet Michael Johnson
Gobbler: Michael Johnson is my main mother fucker!!!

8:47 PM --(Instant Replay confirms the call on the field, it is a catch)

Gobbler: What? You guys just got fucked.

8:54 PM

Gobbler: J dwyer all up in this bitch
Me: Word

9:29 PM--(This was sent after it took me 2 hours to put two-and-two together when Dane told me "Nikke Meyer is behind us". She was using her volleyball recruiting visit.)

Me: Nikki Meyer is here fyi. As in Urban’s daughter. Right behind me.
Gobbler: Niiiice. I’ve seen those photos. Is she 18 yet?
Me: Not yet I don’t think.
Gobbler: Even better

10:08 PM--(The Blowout continues..)

Gobbler: Snoopy Dance!
Me: I don’t think anyone expected this

10:09 PM--(Lucas Cox rumbles for a big gain)

Gobbler: White running backs are the wave of the future!
Gobbler: I’m having so much fn and I’m in my living room.

10:20 PM--(End of the 3rd quarter)

Gobbler: when you say BUDWEISER…you’ve said it all!

10: 58 PM --(Jackets win!)

Me: You’re welcome

11:03 PM

Gobbler: Wooo fuckin hooooo! Thanks Jackets!

12: 18 AM --(And back to Nikki Meyer)

Gobbler: If you know what’s good for you, you got photos of urban’s daughter to post tomorrow
Me: Damn it!
Gobbler: You…Dumb…Fuck

Note: Rumor has it that Nikki leaves Saturday night. Volleyball has senior night that evening. To those who care, I'll see what I can do.

More on why today is a great day to be a living, breathing football fan

Winfield and I had a discussion earlier in the year, and it basically came down to what school from Florida we would rather beat this year. Winfield, being the lifelong fan, said FSU no doubt. While I appreciated the history, I had to admit that I wanted this game more. As a fairly new Tech fan, I haven't seen us lose to Miami. I'm building my own Georgia Tech legacy, and this series is huge in it. I could have kissed Taylor Bennett last year when he ran two touchdowns in. The come-from-behind Homecoming win in 2006 was an instant cure for my hangover from a night that left pumpkin smashed in every crevasse of my apartment foyer. The upset of 2005 is still high on my list of "holy shit!" football memories, and with us playing on the national stage this year, I just couldn't shake how much I wanted this game.

I have to say, now that it is here, I think I might still feel the same.

Let me paint a picture for you.

In the 4 hours I have been awake, at least half of the students I have seen have been clad in pristine white. Looking out of the library window, the bare twigs and slowly withering leaves of the trees stand out against the white horizon that turns into a beautiful, cloudless blue the farther you look up. It looks cold. It looks like football season. The sun is low in the south, lighting up half of the skyscrapers that will eventually turn in to monolithic candles, lighting up the Atlanta skyline tonight.

In about 8 hours, sirens will scream from the north of campus. They hail the Yellow Jacket football squad, who will run a gauntlet of bright white that's almost as loud as the fanfare around them. Mixing with the scent of fallen leaves will be the fumes from the Reck, leaving Yellow Jacket Alley smelling like victory, and the temperature outside will begin its steep decline into the kind of cold that almost hurts, but brings with it the comfort of the Autumn season. That parade was for the players. The next is for the fans.

Two hours later, the Ramblin' Reck will take its place at the top of Bobby Dodd Way, leading the fans who have made the trek not just across campus, but from across the nation to Bobby Dodd Stadium at Historic Grant field. The sun will be setting, lighting fire to the sky one last time before it gives way to the strange glow of the city at night. Inside the stadium, the dark skies and the glowing field lights will let the thousands of those clad in today's colors to glow a bright bluish-white. The skyline will look like it normally does for night games - breathtaking. It is one of the most amazing views I have ever had the pleasure to see, which is only made more gorgeous by what is happening on the field in front of me. The roar of the crowd will thicken. The band will march into place. The players will stare out of the entrance, caged momentarily by the grumble of the Reck's engine.

As the crisp Atlanta cold takes hold of everyone's breath, the Ramblin' Reck will burst onto the field, with our warriors in white close behind.

Given what we've already experienced, the game could almost be considered inconsequential. However, for three and half hours, it will be the most exciting, most important thing in existence for the 22 players on the field and the thousands who are in attendance.


Thank God for college football. It's great to be a Yellow Jacket.

Miami Irrational Game Preview

We attempted valiantly to find a Miami Guest Blogger but got no responses. They are either assholes or they are scared stiff of our penetrating questions.

Irrational Game Preview!

What: Miami at Georgia Tech: WHITE OUT!
When: Thursday 7:30PM
TV: ESPN
Will The Legacy Crew be there? Hellz yes!
Will The Legacy Crew be wearing white? You know it!

This Thursday we battle for our ACC lives (along with Virginia Tech’s and Virginia’s) for our faint breath of life for the ACC Championship Game. It will be cold. It had better be white. SUCK IT UP!

Miami Wins If: Patrick Nix learns how to run an offense. If Miami’s D-Line can get through our seemingly “Swiss Cheese” O-Line and get to Jaybo (Yes, I said Jaybo!)

Georgia Tech Wins If: We hold on to the ball. (duh) UNC was the epitome of our season. We rank 117th out of 118 when it comes to fumbles. That’s embarrassing. Tech wins if our defense remembers its former self (Lights out!). Jahi and Vance are back. The secondary praises God for Jahi’s return. The time has come for Jaybo to grow up on national television!

Sidenotes: Miami is 15-1 on Thursday Nights (or is it 13?) Either way, it’s good. Tech has beaten the ‘Canes 3 years in a row.

Irrational Scoring Prediction: The off-week helps the Jackets immensely and the cold hurts Miami’s combo of quarterbacks as we option it down their throats

Georgia Tech 17 Miami 10