As much as it hurts me to write this, you were right. I am too much of a fanatic to see the writing on the wall. I am too much into the kool-aid to ever have a shred of realistic views when it comes to this team.
For too long I have blindly followed, no matter what the outcome; self-rationalizing every set back with a “well, look at the circumstances” excuse. My football sanctum was one that I cherished. Cherished apparently too much because now I am on my fourth week in a row of devastation. I’m not so sure I can handle it much longer.
To be honest, I’m thinking of giving away my tickets next week for anyone who wants them because deep down inside, I’m not sure if I can take another heartbeaking loss.
I can’t even fathom the root cause of our problems or where to go from here, nor do I even want to.
*addendum: I’ll be unplugged for a while. Don’t expect too many, if any posts from me about the dawgs for a while. Nor will I be on facebook, Georgia Beat, or Get the Picture. I can’t handle it. If you need me, I’ll be slamming Beam and playing my guitar.
Maybe UGA, Ole Miss, and Vandy can have a Red-Rover competition.
It’s tough being a Georgia fan today. I’m writing this post 5 minutes after I chugged a pint of Crown*…but even when it hits me, I’ll still be uber upset.
Have a fantastic fantasy Sunday…that’s all that could salvage my week.
*I really didn’t drink a 5th of Crown…but I should’ve.