Monthly Archives: February 2011
On this week here at HTT, we will be giving you our thoughts on Washaun Ealey, Isaiah ‘Baby: Mid-Rare, Please” Crowell, and Boo Malcome’s place in the backfield. Also Captain will be taking an in-depth look at steroids in competitive eating as well as giving you his ‘Way-too-Early for 2011’ hottest she-males of the year.
Until then, watch this.
Seriously…this has got to stop. I don’t know what in the hell is happening in the development of these dawgs, but they look weak and out of shape all the time. They need a new strength and conditioning coach. Seiler is now officially off of the bun warmer and onto the hotseat. One more season like this and he’s gone. If he doesn’t make the right off-season moves, all of the scorn of the fans will be upon him.
Seiler is now on the recruiting trail, evaluating several prospects who look good out of Savannah and Macon. We shall see.
On a cold February night a few years ago, my father asked me if I had any recruiting news to share with him. “Yes, I do. We got this QB and this tight end combo out of Missouri. Both are supposed to be very good and the QB can run.” Some how over the past 3 years my father has developed some sort of football- love affair with Logan Gray. He always wanted to see him play. In his mind (and sometimes in my own), he envisioned this athlete at QB would was just as dangerous outside the pocket as he was in it. Someone who would be a smash mouth drive finisher with finesse.
As you should know by now, my father’s dream will never come to fruition because Logan Gray will be transferring. For what it’s worth, I can’t blame him for doing so. Whatever his reasons, which seem more that admirable, I know about 500 dawg fans in my realm that are with him. Back to my father’s view of Logan:
When 2009 season began, Dad really was looking forward to my spring practice update, which I always give to him. He used to be one helluva gamer. Coming every Saturday, breakdown partying on the tracks, and watching some of the purest UGA football to ever be played. He now has this mentality: ‘Why should I go to all of that trouble, just to have some young dumbass puke on me and your Mama when I can watch it on my 60″ HDTV at home in my plush over-sized leather chairs.” (He has a point, there.) But I told him about how I really thought Gray would be the guy and he got so excited. He loves dual threat quarterbacks (I am more of a pocket passer guy) and just thought that Gray would surely take the job. So I’ll stop with the Tao of Logan at this point; I don’t want to mull around in the mire of what Gray didn’t get to do, but rather what he did do.
Beyond the statistics, Logan Gray was to me: a helluva athlete, a HUGE team player, and a pretty witty guy (based on his affinity for one Kenny Powers). It takes a MAN to know he wont be getting much playing time, yet continues to support his team and do whatever it takes to win. The un-sung hero sometimes need a voice. I want to think that at least some part of the post can be his, albeit within the HTT circle.
There is also something to be said about the few classy football players out there. That even when they know it is time to start another journey that they still do so with humility, class, and dignity. In a world where the parades of human debris like ‘The Jersey Shore’ and ‘Desperate Housewives’ earn the glory and the face-time, there will always be men with character like Logan Gray. Good men like Logan Gray. Men that decide they want the RIGHT things in life and pursue those wants with tenacity, perseverance, and courage. These are the type of men that keep America, America. These are the type of men that keep feminist-induced former shells of men at a steep contrast with true ones.
Logan, thanks for this. You’re a damn good dawg. Good luck and God’s Speed.
And the guy has some pretty witty facebook updates…
“But a true champion, face to face with his darkest hour, will do whatever it takes to rise above. A man fights, and fights, and then fights some more. Because surrender is death, and death is for pussies.” -Kenny Powers
I’m not going to really go into a ton of depth about the recruiting picture. At this point, it is what it is. Don’t get me wrong, I am very excited and I am very shocked that we’ve done so well. Crowell is HUGE and you all know it.
Here is a pretty cool video on ESPN. (I love the question where he just repeats what that douche bag ESPN guy asks him)
Now, if we get John Jenkins on Saturday we will really have something here. People who can play right away, make a difference, and punish our rivals.
Upcoming post tomorrow will be a tribute to my buddy, Logan Gray. So tune in.
An anonymous user sent me this pic. Yes, this is real, as in not some photo klepto’d from College Humor or Google. Go ahead, try to find it. Up until the very moment of this post, we are the only ones that have this pic.
The anonymous note left with this pic in our HTT inbox:
Attached find a pic my friend took of a girl in a bathroom in Buckheads “The Ivy” bar and restaurant. How it could have possibly occurred, i know not. I do know that this was a still pose, and not caught in the moment of falling.
Thank you Mr. Anonymous for this pic. Now for the breakdown:
Look at this chick. GA Tech all the way. First impressions are mixed at best, I give her credit for at least getting her panties down (or at least wearing panties for that matter) and that she is actually stuck and passed out in this position.
I can just see this broad bee-boppin’ into this restroom all stublin’ and fumblin’ around, probably shoulder checking some hotter-than-she-is blonde at the door and quipping, ‘Watch out you fucking bitch!”. However, it probably sounded more like, “Wassssschiout, you fuck—-ing BITCH!” all slurred and mostly beyond recognition.
Next, this ‘Apple of Daddy’s eye’ barrels into the stall with an ill-appreciated yet exuberent way-too-loud exclamation of ‘Oh my fucking God, I gotta PEEEEEEE!”. ‘Blop’ goes the purse close to the door of the stall because in the minds of girls such as these (typical pretentious Tech types), she would rather sink her face in piss rather than risking that precious Coach leather sopping up someone else’s ammonia infused bodily fluid. What’s good for my face is not good enough for my purse….
Just about the time her evacuation is complete: slipping, slipping…sssllliiippiinngggg….SUNK over, face full of piss, eternal Dawg lovin’ damnation.
Judging by the lone bit of tissue by her purse, this Techie had to blow her nose. One would think, “hey, throw that shit into the toilet, you’re gonna flush it anyway”, but that is oh so hard to do when your entire torso is over the toilet and your lips are kissing the piss soaked floor.
Notice the toilet paper above and around the toilet paper dispenser. These were thrown around in an effort to send a ‘SOS’ of sorts. And when you lose that much control on some pucker watermelon shots, that took some effort. But that hot blonde that she checked when she got into the restroom probably took note that this girl was a train-wreck waiting to happen. And in her mind, as long as this bitch was breathing, there was no need for help. Or maybe her version of help was to take this photo and send it to me.
Typical Tech bullshit. Girls wanting to drink like UGA women! What a joke. A UGA woman would have never been in this situation because 1) she is not a dork who never drinks. She can hold her liquor and has more class than that. and 2) Always rolls deep enough that even if by some chance she winds up in this situation, her friends are getting her off of that toilet and whoopin’ any bitch’s ass who is taking pictures. Although it should be said that a UGA woman would also take this picture and send it to Inspector G, which is witty AND classy.
Have fun losing more recruits because you’re chicks look like this.
God, I didn’t even get to that awful vest she has on. Is that fucking denim?