Lot of talk going on about Nick Saban hiring Lane Kiffin to be his new OC. Few people know all the facts and it is really causing a stir here in Alabama. I learned from highly reliable sources just what happen and you 'ain't' going to believe how it came about.
Seems Saban had a few friends over to his gazillion dollar house in Tuscaloosa for drinks and to shoot a little pool after he got home from the Sugar Bowl where he had just seen his 'process' shoved down his throat or up something else by Big Game Bob Stoops. After a couple of drinks, Saban's mentor and close friend 'The Devil' started pulling the coach's chain and laughing at the Coach, telling him if he kept loosing to the likes of Auburn and Big Game Bob he would lose his super natural hold on the BAMA fan base. A couple of the Devil's disciples got in on the action and the 'Lil Nicky' persona began to appear. The more they laughed at him the more he fumed until a cue ball actually exploded on the table next to where 'The Devil' and 'Lil Nicky' were playing.
"I'll tell you one thing you long tail fire breathing scum", 'Lil Nicky' screamed to 'The Devil', "I can still do anything I want and they will beg me to stay and give me a $2,000,000 raise. They will never leave me nor forsake for anything. I am bullet proof and invisible here, and my Updykes will forever give me what ever I want."
'The Devil' not appreciating being called a fire breathing scum, slithered around the table and got right in 'Lil Nicky's' face. "I'll bet I can make them forget you and start looking for someone else in less than a month", screamed the really tic'd off head Satan. "Do it said 'Lil Nicky', I will bet you the souls of 100 prospects against another lake house if you do it". 'The Devil' laughed and told 'Lil Nicky' he would take the bet on one condition. Saban had to let 'The Devil' run his OC (some guy name Nussmier) out of town and let him hire his replacement. 'Lil Nicky' laughed up his sleeve, he was going to get rid of that guy anyway, so no way could he lose.
The old OC was gone but in keeping with his bet, Saban was forced to allow 'The Devil' to hire Kiffin.
The next day Nussmier was gone, Kiffin was wearing houndstooth, Saban had a new house while Phylis from Mulga and Jim from Tuscaloosa were declaring another National Championship because BAMA had hired a true genius.
Will long be known as the day Saban got into 'The Devil's' pocket, but saved 100 souls.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
AIN'T NO HORSES THAT HAVE NEVER BEEN RODE
I am so fortunate in so many ways it is hard to count. I learned early on and in a not so easy fashion something about losing that has stuck with me and really helped. I know the old saying about 'showing me a good loser and I'll show you a loser'. That seems to be the guiding light for those who have never been in the arena. A more accurate saying is the one from the old west that says 'there ain't a horse that ain't been rode nor a rider that ain't been trowed,.
My lesson came the Friday night after Thanksgiving in 1961. My High School in Haleyville was the center of the High School football world in Northwest Alabama. Coach Bubba Scott had built a powerhouse in our 3A Division. We could beat anybody, we carried a 28 game win streak into that Thanksgiving weekend back in 1961. We were to play Russellville on that night. Russellville was probably our biggest and most bitter rival. Win streaks were never more than one or two games but the Haleyville Lions had been on a pretty good streak and we felt unbeatable. Though Coach Bill Doty of Russellville was also a great coach we had Bubba Scott and Ted Logan which surely gave us a two or three touchdown advantage. That particular year we really had the best collection of small town talent to ever come along. Both tackles were college bound and being recruited by major universities. Russell Cheatem eventually signed with Auburn and Jim Roberts with UNA. Our quarterback Jimmy Kent Israel was a major target of none other than Coach Paul (Bear) Bryant and eventually signed with Alabama. Jim Long was a natural and played later at both Marion Military and Samford. Bob Masdon was the greatest athlete I ever saw come through Haleyville and played later at Samford. The rest of the team made us a group that had been part of those 28 straight wins. After this game my senior class the next year went undefeated with only a tie with Scottsboro on our record. In short we were the horse that ain't never been rode and the rider that ain't never been trowed.
I believe now Coaches Scott and Logan probably knew we were in for what could be a real 'ass wuppin' the weeks leading up to the game. These guys detested 'trickery football' like they did the devil. Strangely during the week before the game we installed some 'trickery' we had never seen. Bobby Masdon was to start the game with a 'lonesome end' play. He was to line up, without going to the huddle, on our sideline and all the scrubs like me were to stand behind him to camo him from the Russellville defense. Jimmy Kent was to take the snap, stand up and hit Bobby in full stride to deliver our first blow to the enemy. Didn't work and that was not the last thing that didn't work that night. The coaches had also prepared us for a tackle eligible to Russell or Monk (not sure which one) which was even less successful that the 'lonesome end'.
In short we got the hell beat out of us that night. We were good but on that night Russellville was the better team. We came back the next year and without Russell, Monk, Jim Long and the rest of those great Seniors of the 1962 Class beat the Golden Tigers 28-14. Even though my contribution that night was limited to standing on the sideline behind Bobby for the 'lonesome end' play or hiding behind someone when it looked like Russell or Monk were coming out, that was the only game I dressed out in 3 years of High School when the Haleyville Lions lost. Other than Bob Masdon, Jimmy Kent and maybe Paul Roberts and Stan Thornton I do not remember any other underclassman playing. It was a total annihilation of a good but not great team. We were good before and we were good after but that night we met a superior force.
So when I see these fans start posting in social media about modern day players messing up or coaches getting out coached it really makes me want to lash back (puke). No 'your' kids played hard, the coaches did everything they could, sometimes you just have to remember 'there ain't a horse that can't be rode nor a rider that can't be trowed'.
WAR EAGLE and ROLL TIDE. .
My lesson came the Friday night after Thanksgiving in 1961. My High School in Haleyville was the center of the High School football world in Northwest Alabama. Coach Bubba Scott had built a powerhouse in our 3A Division. We could beat anybody, we carried a 28 game win streak into that Thanksgiving weekend back in 1961. We were to play Russellville on that night. Russellville was probably our biggest and most bitter rival. Win streaks were never more than one or two games but the Haleyville Lions had been on a pretty good streak and we felt unbeatable. Though Coach Bill Doty of Russellville was also a great coach we had Bubba Scott and Ted Logan which surely gave us a two or three touchdown advantage. That particular year we really had the best collection of small town talent to ever come along. Both tackles were college bound and being recruited by major universities. Russell Cheatem eventually signed with Auburn and Jim Roberts with UNA. Our quarterback Jimmy Kent Israel was a major target of none other than Coach Paul (Bear) Bryant and eventually signed with Alabama. Jim Long was a natural and played later at both Marion Military and Samford. Bob Masdon was the greatest athlete I ever saw come through Haleyville and played later at Samford. The rest of the team made us a group that had been part of those 28 straight wins. After this game my senior class the next year went undefeated with only a tie with Scottsboro on our record. In short we were the horse that ain't never been rode and the rider that ain't never been trowed.
I believe now Coaches Scott and Logan probably knew we were in for what could be a real 'ass wuppin' the weeks leading up to the game. These guys detested 'trickery football' like they did the devil. Strangely during the week before the game we installed some 'trickery' we had never seen. Bobby Masdon was to start the game with a 'lonesome end' play. He was to line up, without going to the huddle, on our sideline and all the scrubs like me were to stand behind him to camo him from the Russellville defense. Jimmy Kent was to take the snap, stand up and hit Bobby in full stride to deliver our first blow to the enemy. Didn't work and that was not the last thing that didn't work that night. The coaches had also prepared us for a tackle eligible to Russell or Monk (not sure which one) which was even less successful that the 'lonesome end'.
In short we got the hell beat out of us that night. We were good but on that night Russellville was the better team. We came back the next year and without Russell, Monk, Jim Long and the rest of those great Seniors of the 1962 Class beat the Golden Tigers 28-14. Even though my contribution that night was limited to standing on the sideline behind Bobby for the 'lonesome end' play or hiding behind someone when it looked like Russell or Monk were coming out, that was the only game I dressed out in 3 years of High School when the Haleyville Lions lost. Other than Bob Masdon, Jimmy Kent and maybe Paul Roberts and Stan Thornton I do not remember any other underclassman playing. It was a total annihilation of a good but not great team. We were good before and we were good after but that night we met a superior force.
So when I see these fans start posting in social media about modern day players messing up or coaches getting out coached it really makes me want to lash back (puke). No 'your' kids played hard, the coaches did everything they could, sometimes you just have to remember 'there ain't a horse that can't be rode nor a rider that can't be trowed'.
WAR EAGLE and ROLL TIDE. .
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