I needed to write this while the wounds were still fresh, and the feeling of wretched woe was still washing over me. I didn’t want to wait until I’d had time to detoxify from yet another crushing loss as a Georgia football fan.
Seriously. How much do Georgia fans have left in them to destroy? How much more misery can they take before it gets to be too much?
In my estimation, the Bulldog Nation isn’t even close to being destroyed and has zero misery.
Just to put where I’m coming form in perspective, at 52 years old, I’ve been an avid follower and fan of the Georgia Bulldogs for around 40-or-so years.