“First it was just the eagle, and then I just kind of like started brainstorming on how much I really hated Bama. So I thought, since I hated them, good thing would be to put a rope in the eagle’s mouth around an elephant’s neck and make it one whole tattoo instead of two…”
Behold… The Brotherman.
Auburn Baseball
All good things
It was a maddening, frustrating night. And I’m not going to sit here and pretend it was a night equally important night to all the other nights. It was much, much more important. But still: one night only, one game only. Auburn had played 63 games before last night, and they’d won 43 of them. […]
A two-strike shot over the monster
Nobody strikes out Creede Simpson when the game’s on the line. The last guy to do it disappeared. His name? Creede Simpson.