That Lefty doubled as Auburn’s basketball coach in the 30s doesn’t constitute “institutional indifference.”

Can Tuberville fill the peg leg of a coach who re-branded Texas Tech?

TWILIGHT ZONE, Universe (TWER)– Earlier today, Tommy Tuberville flew over the radar-screen cotton fields of West Texas en route to a new job and a new life, just like I did 16 months ago, a teary-eyed decision that cost me a press pass to SEC Media Days, inspired blog posts titled “Loveliest Village of the Llano Estacado” and the original “I Believe in Auburn… and Lubbock” and which has apparently opened a worm hole.

Crab cakes. Crackin’ bones. The border state battering ram of our hearts.

Translation: I did not have sexual relations with that obscure, illegitimate ranking system.

For folks who have turned Heisman indifference into T-shirts, Bama fans sure seem bummed.

Got 12? Got Sackcloth?: If God cares about football, Bama best be on its knees.

The duty of this eleven was / To put Tuscaloosa in tears.
There was Smith and Shafer and Johnny Glenn / And Brown and Williams too.
Many others with us came / And wore the Orange and Blue
And eleven little tiger boys, lad / Will break Tuscaloosa’s heart.
She is another that we will smother / Before we drift apart.

Remembering the spiritual Flubber gas of an Auburn miracle.

1957 was a good year to graduate and a good year to be The Plainsman’s sports editor.