Hail Mary Haiku: Kentucky Wildcats
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There are three sure things:
Death, taxes, and beating the
Kentucky Wildcats.
Lou Brock loves Lamp.
by birdjam on Nov 21, 2011 8:47 AM EST via mobile reply actions 3 recs
And here's to 27
Wildcats used to be
Slightly blue…26 L’s
Later, they’re Big Blue.
Tennessee fans roll their eyes when I talk about Vandy, Vandy fans become ill when I talk about Tennessee.
Cuonzo needs a win
To set up “just like football”
chant on 1/14.
Heel for school, Vol for life!
Bolts, Preds, Canes (childhood team, home state team, hometown team). Canes mini-STH. Southern hockey solidarity!
by Incipient_Senescence on Nov 21, 2011 10:32 AM EST reply actions 1 recs
President Dooley’s
Vols shall offer no pardon
to this Kenturkey
by spiritofthehill on Nov 21, 2011 1:22 PM EST reply actions
Imperfect haiku
You must first go through
Twenty six and Twenty seven
To reach one hundred
by Caban on Nov 21, 2011 1:28 PM EST reply actions 1 recs
Ahem ...
on how wonderful he looked vs. Vandy …
Dooley’s perfect hair
Ruffled through season’s tumult
Regains form with team.
Now, UK specific … an ode to that Wildcat of lore, Mr. Haskins…
QB Maxwell Smith
Great name for a quarterback.
But no Billy Jack.
Holdin' it down on enemy grounds.
Anti-Snail on offense; Give me a slobberknocker, or give me death!
One thing Tennessee
Always does is beat the sh!t
Out of Kentucky
"Do the Titans have a miracle left in them in what has been a magical season to this point? If they do, they need it now. Christie kicks it high and short. Gonna be fielded by Lorenzo Neal at the 25; he dishes it back to Wycheck; he throws it across the field to Dyson. 30, 40, 50, 40, 30, 20, 10, 5, endzone...touchdown, Titans! There are no flags on the field! It's a miracle! Tennessee has pulled a miracle! A miracle for the Titans!"
by TennesseeTyrants on Nov 21, 2011 4:44 PM EST reply actions 4 recs
Orange pants, then orange dog:
Dooley motivates with them.
Not needed this week.
"It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone." A. Bartlett Giamatti

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