Georgia Bulldogs and their defensive déjà vu against Tennessee

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It was déjà vu, all over again this weekend for the Georgia Bulldogs, and they need some intercession.

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Erk Russell is the ‘Patron Saint of Slobberknocker Football’. In that heavenly role, he is the defensive coordinator for Knute Rockne, Vince Lombardi and Harry Mehre; they wouldn’t have it any other way!

Please, all join me in an open prayer to Coach Erk:

"‘Oh, heavenly earhole cracker, please give us the patience to wait for your intervention. Please forgive us for our sin of defensive wastefulness and wash our brother, Jeremy Pruitt, of his reluctance to knock somebody’s ding-dong in the clouds. Wherefore art thou, oh lord of the Junkyard Dawg, please intercede on our behalf and grant us the, seemingly hesitant desire, to deploy our superior athletic ability on the unfortunate. Give us the ability to function with the same psycho intensity of those less blessed. In your name, we BEG Amen..!’"

For the life of me, I cannot understand Georgia’s motive for obviously wanting to contend for Saturday’s Southern Hospitality Award. The Bulldogs were playing the youngest team in the nation, a team with only one player on the NFL’s radar and an offensive line that’s still trying to shed its baby fat.

Yet, they employed a soft, drop back ‘come score on us’ scheme as though Peyton Manning had returned to school?

Even if the Dawgs had been facing Manning, why would they not have overwhelmed that club with their superior speed, toughness and athletic ability. If they had come out between the hedges like Visigoths, instead of bashful hosts, Georgia would have won 52-7, as I alluded to in our pregame chat! I can only tell you what the matchups indicate, I can’t also coach (actually I can, but Coach Richt just hasn’t asked).

As I said in the opening, that game was like déjà vu’, all over again. Close your eyes and that defensive impersonator, Todd Grantham, was again trotting out to the strain of, ‘Glory, Glory to Ole Georgia’.

That was unacceptable. I looked at the sideline and wondered why Jeremy Pruitt had forgotten his white gloves and top hat. BUT, the Dawgs escaped and the ‘Cocks lost. I just wish they had SEIZED the opportunity!

Hey, Coach Pruitt, we’ve previously endured thoughtless defensive designs and misdirected motivation, but ‘HE’ was hired by Michael Adams; you were hired by Mark Richt and are a legitimate defensive coordinator with experience and credentials. Can we please begin to play like Junkyard Dawgs, instead of Consignment Shop dandies?