“Five plays. We’re going to beat the mighty Bulldogs in their backyard with five plays.”
Want to get crazy? Let’s get crazy.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To join the ACC.
At 12:42 a.m. this past Sunday morning, I cracked open a second celebratory beer and raised it to the man whose inspired performance had made that celebration possible: T.J. Finley. Yes, of course, Finley had little to do with Auburn’s Saturday night exorcism of 22 years’ worth of Tiger Stadium bayou voodoo. The superhero cape […]
He started by calling it a “bombshell.” He ended with a “whew.”