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Thus, here are our thoughts for the week:
1) What is your thought on Eric Berry’s Heisman chances? Should he play on offense in-order to increase his chances? Is Kiffin being to selfish saying Berry will not practice offense?
HSH: I'm not exactly how real Berry's chances of actually winning the Trophy—which I deemed meaningless after the Manning debacle. Not only does he have the obstacle of being a defensive player, he has to basically beat Colt McCoy from Texas, Sam Bradford from Oklahoma and some guy named Tebow. I don't think Lane Kiffin should play Berry on offense just to help his Heisman chances. If our offense is seriously sucking, then sure, desperate times call for desperate measures.
That said, I have absolutely no problem with the University doing the whole campaign thing. Berry is obviously a special, once-in-a-while player with a great attitude. Seeing him in person on and off the field the past two years has been something I'm glad to have been a part of—now if only he might consider staying for his senior year...
Lawvol: I have very mixed (albeit not necessarily negative) feelings on this.
First of all, I personally believe that Eric Berry is more than deserving of a shot at the Heisman Trophy. In two short years he has pretty much become the man-beast of SEC defenses and is, hands down, the best defensive player in the toughest conference in the country. I personally believe that he is the best defensive player in any conference, anywhere. That, however, is just my opinion and I will be the first to admit that I am biased. Still, there is no arguing with the fact that Eric Berry has earned the right to be considered among the top players in the country this season and to be considered for the Heisman. I am unequivocally behind the Tennessee’s campaign to promote Berry’s Heisman candidacy.
That said, I am less that optimistic about his chances…
I say that because, since only one truly defensive player has previously won the Heisman—which I am sure every Tennessee fan remembers all too well—the precedent is somewhat weak. Furthermore, given the national media’s love affair with Tim Tebow, I expect that every possible machination that can occur to ensure Tebow winning the trophy for the second time will be brought to bear, if at all possible.
There is also the fact that exaggerated hype often leads to less-than-stellar performances since, with everyone talking about how great a particular player is, the target on their back gets even bigger when facing opponents. That is not to say that I doubt Berry’s ability to produce in the same way he has in the past, but recognizes that opposing teams will be gunning for him … and staying away from him.
As for whether I think it is selfish for Lane Kiffin to keep Berry from playing on offense, that one is easy to answer. No, not one bit. In fact, I feel the opposite. To me, changing the way you field a player for the sole purpose of advancing that player’s interests is selfish—even if it adds prominence to the team or the program as a whole. As the old saying goes, “there is no ‘I’ in ‘team’.” In my opinion, any coach with a Heisman hopeful should treat that player in exactly the same way he would any other player. To do anything else not only flies in the face of the team concept, but can be woefully dangerous in terms of its effect on team morale—just ask Heath Shuler and the Tennessee offensive line that played in the 1993-94 Citrus Bowl.
Were Kiffin to decide independent of the Heisman race that Berry needed to play on offense, I would have no problem with it, in fact it might be extremely exciting. To do so just for the sake of Heisman balloting, however, is simply not something I think is acceptable.
Furthermore, I question whether suddenly playing a player in a new position would actually help or hinder the chances of winning voters’ eyes. This season is filled with change already—from top to bottom. Berry, just like everyone else on the Vols’ squad, is busy learning new schemes and concepts from the new coaching staff. Furthermore, the sheer size and scope of the playbooks for Tennessee is really quite staggering. I have heard from a reliable source that, up until 1997, no offensive player in the modern era had ever learned the entire offensive playbook until Peyton Manning, and he only accomplished that feat as a senior.
To me, adding a whole new facet—offense—to the game for Berry would likely result in a fall-off in his performance on defense. It adds one more thing that he has to keep track of in his head and doubles the already considerable pressure that being pumped as a superstar brings with it. In then end, I think there is probably more to lose than there is to gain.
2) Do you think Kiffin secretly wishes he would have held onto Taj Boyd?
HSH: Nope, not all, for two reasons. First, as we all know, Kiffin's a confident fellow. He has his plan, he knows what he wants and how he wants to go about it. And he believes in what he's doing.
He evaluated Boyd, saw that he might have lacked pure arm strength and that he made have had some issues coming off knee issues. So he told Boyd what he told him. I think Tennessee's in good shape with Tyler Bray and they might get Memphis' Barry Brunetti to switch his commitment to West Virginia, and the recent run on WR recruiting, what QB wouldn't want to come to Tennessee and throw to those guys?
Lawvol: Well, whether he does or doesn’t, is really irrelevant now. What is, is.
That said, I doubt that the Blackjack General, has given more than a few seconds thought to the matter considering his staff and this no-holds-barred approach to recruiting. I am sure that Boyd probably appreciated the honesty from Kiffin in telling him that he simply didn’t feel that Boyd would fit in the Vols’ system. I know I find it refreshing. Either way, like HSH, I feel certain that Kiffin will find the right person and it’s not like the Vols haven’t started to get looks from some good players. After all, though we do not yet know how a Lane Kiffin-coached team will perform on the field, he has made it clear he knows how to recruit. Furthermore, trying to make a player work when they really are not suited to your system just leads to disappointment for everyone involved.
I say get the right player for Tennessee, even if that means waiting a bit. I for one am glad to see that Kiffin is willing to do just that.
3) Is this the most excited you have been for a football season to start EVER?
HSH: In recent memory, yes. Maybe 2006, Macrobid over the counter, Purchase Macrobid online, because I had just started school up here in Knoxville and the big opener with Cal and Florida coming in two weeks following that. Perhaps 2005, Macrobid blogs, Macrobid cost, because of all the hype and that defense and the "momentum" from the previous season.
But this is different. It seems like it's been a year since Kiffin was hired and we went through the staff hiring and the coups on National Signing Day, the verbal slap of Urban Meyer and the secondaries.
Now it's go-time. Everything's going to be new, fast shipping Macrobid, Macrobid long term, so that adds a bit of intrigue to the whole thing, but the energy Lane, purchase Macrobid for sale, Buy Macrobid online cod, Monte and Coach O have brought certainly have had their effects on the players and us as fans. Amidst all the energy though, we have to remember that Tennessee's not going to win the SEC this year. This isn't going to be a one-year turnaround and we have to be a little patient, Macrobid gel, ointment, cream, pill, spray, continuous-release, extended-release, Macrobid schedule, prepare for some of the usual pains and just enjoy the climb. The Vols have 8 home games this year, so hopefully the fans are ready to do their part in helping the team.
Lawvol: That’s a tough question to answer. For me, discount Macrobid, Buy Macrobid without a prescription, the most exciting pre-season run-up to kickoff in my lifetime was getting ready for Peyton Manning’s senior year in 1997. The Vols were picked to be stellar and were ranked in the pre-season top-3 in all the polls. It also happened to be my senior year in Knoxville. I suppose I would still say that there was more “excitement”—in the sense of there being a real belief on the part of everyone that the Vols might win the whole thing—in 1997. If we are talking about just sheer anticipation because you simply have no idea what to expect, then I would have to say that this year is on top.
Of course, ordering Macrobid online, Macrobid maximum dosage, it is worth noting that in 1998 I had very low expectations of what Tennessee would do prior to the season getting under way. What with Manning graduating and a virtual unknown named Tee Martin starting his first game at quarterback, I figured that the Vols would probably find rough going for at least the first few games of the season. That season, get Macrobid, Macrobid use, however, turned out pretty well for the Vols.
Either way, buy cheap Macrobid, Cheap Macrobid no rx, I am always stoked before the first kickoff and it seems to increase exponentially as the first game approaches. There is so much to be excited about this year and—no matter what happens—I feel like this will be a good year for the Vols as they progress toward the future.
After all, a lousy football season is better than no football season at all…
4) A quick diversion from football and onto Basketball, Macrobid mg. Buy Macrobid from mexico, Do you think that Bruce’s style of basketball is a deterrent to the one and done type players, due to the fact one and done-rs and top recruits are looking for more minutes and to be the center of attention?
HSH: I don't think it's Bruce Pearl's style as much as it the fact that we're Tennessee. Just to be brutally honest, taking Macrobid, Where can i cheapest Macrobid online, if you're a a high school kid who has obvious NBA talent, wouldn't you want to showcase that on the biggest stage possible?
I know Bruce has taken our program to heights it's never been before and I hope he never leaves Knoxville. But we're still Tennessee. I know Michael Beasley went to play in relative obscurity at Kansas State and still managed to be the second pick in the draft, rx free Macrobid, Macrobid trusted pharmacy reviews, but the point still remains, at least in my mind.
We're not near the top of the list of schools a future NBA star and one-year college player is going to go to increase his stock. On top of that, Macrobid from canadian pharmacy, Macrobid reviews, there are all of two ex-Vols in the Association right now—C.J. Watson now in Orlando and Marcus Haislip just signed by the Spurs. Watson wasn't drafted and Haislip has spent the last few years in Europe after being a bust of a lottery pick.
The bottom line to me is this: our prestige has gone up exponentially the last four years under Pearl, Macrobid pharmacy, Macrobid dosage, but we're still Tennessee, and we still aren't exactly pumping out NBA players a la places like Carolina, order Macrobid online overnight delivery no prescription, Buy Macrobid online no prescription, Texas, UCLA, effects of Macrobid, Buy generic Macrobid, Kansas, UConn, Macrobid no rx, Macrobid no prescription, Memphis State and so on.
Lawvol: Frankly, I hope it is because I have little tolerance for the one-and-done mentality.
Most of the “in-and-out, australia, uk, us, usa, Where to buy Macrobid, thanks-for-the-cred, see ya!” type of players are not the sort that I want to see Tennessee recruiting. The whole “student athlete” thing should still mean something. I am dedicated to Tennessee and have been since the day I decided that I would attend college there. I expect the players we put on the floor to be not only be great athletes, is Macrobid safe, After Macrobid, but also good representatives for the university, and good people. I am not naive enough to believe that all the players we recruit are completely free of the ulterior motive of wanting to play professionally and perhaps using the Big Orange as the springboard to making that a reality. I also will freely acknowledge that I can hardly blame a player for leaving early when they are all but guaranteed to instantly become wealthy.
All I ask is that the players wearing the orange be committed to Tennessee while they are here, online buy Macrobid without a prescription. Order Macrobid from United States pharmacy, I have no problem with them dreaming of the future or making decisions based upon that future. What I do have a problem with is when players simply see Tennessee (or any other school for that matter) as little more than a way to get their ticket punched as quickly as possible.
But then again, I am a lawyer and am generally a disagreeable sort…
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1) We will start with an easy one. Last week, our beloved Rock was relocated across the street to make room for a new building on campus. What are your thoughts on the Rock’s relocation?
HSH: Being a student, I actually have the slight advantage of seeing the change. I drove by as the crane was lifting the behemoth out of the ground, Hydrochlorothiazide class, and I've only seen it once since it's been moved. I have to say it's going be to a little odd driving through the stoplight next to Stokely Athletic Center and the Thornton Athletic Student Center (where all the UT athletes get their school on), looking to my left and not seeing the Rock. It might take a little bit of time to get used the change come the fall.
For me, it's just another aspect of a common theme of my years here as a student. Here's what's changed or been built since I came to Knoxville in the fall of 2006: all the recent renovations to Neyland Stadium, the makeover of Thompson-Boling Arena, buy Hydrochlorothiazide no prescription, Pratt Pavilion, a new soccer stadium, a new softball stadium, Order Hydrochlorothiazide no prescription, the brand new aquatic center.
And that's just the changes on the athletics side of campus. There's also been the total change in the old Glocker Building, which has now become Haslam Business Building where all the business majors do their thing. The Baker Policy Center was risen up on the corner of Cumberland Avenue and 17th Street, replacing the parking lot where my family parked for every game I came to up until I graduated from high school. Those are two major projects, that I've seen started and completed in my days as a student, Hydrochlorothiazide price, coupon.
Back to the Rock, my only contact with actually came before I was officially enrolled. I had two of the more enthusiastic Orientation leaders, and late one night during the two-day event we got together and painted the thing. I would have visual evidence to prove it, Hydrochlorothiazide dangers, but my computer erased my hard drive awhile, thus I have nothing...
Lawvol: First of all, I am glad that the Rock did not unceremoniously disappear from campus as a result of the new Student Health Center that is being constructed. The worst thing imaginable would have been for the university to simply blow the thing up or what have you and cart it off. I realize the process of relocating the Rock was both onerous and expensive, but I have to give a little credit to university administration (a/k/a “The Big Orange Screw”) for making the right call and preserving this tradition for future generations.
All that said, Hydrochlorothiazide from mexico, the last time I painted the Rock was 1997. I say “painted”—my involvement actually centered more on leaning up against the Rock in a near catatonic state as drool fell from my gaping mouth and I uttered various slurred obscenities at my cohorts. You see, I was completely pissed drunk overcome by a multitude of circumstances at the time and my recollection of that particular evening of frivolity is fuzzy to say the least. Still, the Rock does have a special place in my mind due to its tradition of announcing great events, Order Hydrochlorothiazide from United States pharmacy, lurid innuendo, and Gameday proclamations. Considering it is directly across the street from where it used to be located, I doubt there will really be all that much difference.
Of course, I do wonder whether some students may be confused by the relocation—in particular, those suffering from the same … mental confusion … that afflicted me the last time I painted the Rock. If so, where can i find Hydrochlorothiazide online, the university may be faced with a long road of maintenance as the drunken masses repeatedly paint the front of the new Student Health Center.
2a) Wednesday is the beginning of SEC Media Days in Birmingham, which usually signifies that the season is just around the corner. What would you prefer that Coach Lane Kiffin do this week: Speak up or shut up?
HSH: I think Lane will be on his guard this week, Australia, uk, us, usa, as I'm sure he—and everyone else—expects some media members to try and force him into conflict or a mistake. I want to hear him talk about his football team more than anything, as it's getting awfully close to nut-cutting time.
But if he does indeed have a verbal jab in him, I hope he goes after Nick Saban at Alabama. For two reasons: first, I just don't like Alabama. Second, is Hydrochlorothiazide safe, someone needs to bring up the whole issue with Bammer telling some upperclassmen who "don't fit the system" to hit the road to make room for the incoming freshman class and make it under the 85 scholarship limit.
Lawvol: Buy Hydrochlorothiazide Without Prescription, Frankly, it wouldn’t hurt my feelings if Kiffin walked in and did nothing but scream “Wild Boyz!” for an hour or so.
Okay, I might be overstating that just a bit.
Either way, Taking Hydrochlorothiazide, I am sure that the Blackjack General will be on his best behavior and on top of his game. Kiffin seems to have a real knack for working the media. The only down side is that they sometimes seem to have a knack for working him. I am sure he will get a few pointed and loaded questions which will lead to some interesting sound bites after the fact. Still, I have full confidence in the man in charge of the Tennessee Football program and am sure that he will represent us all well.
Speaking of SEC Media Days, I want to personally give a shout out to Joel from RTT for managing to score press credentials for the SEC’s annual Love-in. Nice to finally begin seeing bloggers represented at these sorts of events. Now, I just have to figure out what I need to do to score some of those for myself…
2b) If you could take back one thing that Coach Kiffin has done or said to this point, Hydrochlorothiazide gel, ointment, cream, pill, spray, continuous-release, extended-release, what would it be?
HSH: Nothing. Was falsely calling Urban Meyer a cheater smart? Probably not, but most of that was drug out and blown out of proportion. The secondary violations? Harmless. Who cares about getting those? I think most of us would agree that Tennessee's football program had gotten stale, and Lane and Co. Low dose Hydrochlorothiazide, brought some flair, by hiring Monte Kiffin and Coach O, stealing some players on and after Signing Day, and ruffling feathers. I think he's definitely got the fanbase excited about this season at least.
However, purchase Hydrochlorothiazide, I do just wish he would have recruited a quarterback by now...
Lawvol: Hmmm… You know, the lawyer in me understands the need to manage public relations and to be careful when making public statements. The fan in me, however, loves seeing the Tennessee staff mix it up with all the so-called powers that be. On the whole, Tennessee took a lot of guff from a lot of people over the last decade or so. I’m not trying to criticize the Great Punkin for being a nice guy and trying to stay above the fray or anything like that. Still, I imagine that even he got tired of having to hear all the crap that spewed from the mouths of so many—I know I did, Buy Hydrochlorothiazide Without Prescription.
Thus, I am pretty much okay with Kiffin’s statements so far. In hindsight, Cheap Hydrochlorothiazide no rx, would I add a small clarification here or there; would I re-phrase a few things; would I make sure that I knew whose cameras were running before speaking? Sure, I’d do all those things. This, however, is football not a trial by jury. Thus, I say let it fly, buy Hydrochlorothiazide online no prescription.
3) The biggest news of last week on the football front was that seemingly our entire receiving corps is in the infirmary. Austin Rogers is lost for the year, Denarius Moore is going to miss several games at a minimum, and Gerald Jones has an injured wing that may cause him to miss some games. Although it seems like it is time to hit the panic button, Hydrochlorothiazide alternatives, is there a way out of this for the Vols?
HSH: I asked my closest inside source about the injuries and he said both Moore and Jones were still at workouts and didn't seem too bad. I think Gerald Jones will at least be ready for Western Kentucky, although I'm not sure that if he's not 100% that you don't keep him out of that game. Losing Moore hurts because he was the deep threat and Rogers is the type willing to take a shot over the middle on third down. However, I don't think we should start panicking yet. Why.
Because I expect Tennessee to run the ball early, often, about Hydrochlorothiazide, well, and consistently. Seriously, what's the one position everyone isn't concerned about in terms of talent or depth? Running back. Granted, Where can i cheapest Hydrochlorothiazide online, the departure of Lennon Creer and injury to Toney Williams limited those expectations, but Tennessee should be OK with a healthy Montario Hardesty, Bryce Brown and Tauren Poole. Sure, those last two guys don't have that many carries between them, but count me in the group that feels confident they can get it done, Hydrochlorothiazide blogs.
Lawvol: There is still a fair amount of time before the season starts, so I am not exactly in panic mode, but even I will admit that the injuries are concerning. Still, Order Hydrochlorothiazide online c.o.d, as HSH points out above, we have more horses in the stable with real experience if less than awe-inspiring numbers. Furthermore, we have a couple of key freshmen who—if they are ready—could use this opportunity to step-up and fill the void. Finally, there is always the option of re-tasking folks to play the role of receiver. That sort of thing might fit quite nicely into the recently announced campaign to promote Eric Berry’s Heisman Trophy candidacy, very nice indeed, real brand Hydrochlorothiazide online. Buy Hydrochlorothiazide Without Prescription, Given the fact that we look to be a run-oriented offense, I am not exactly ready to run screaming from the room in uncontrolled fits of hysteria, but I am sincerely hoping that we hear a little good news on this front in the near future. On the whole, though I am less concerned about the receivers than I am about the quarterback throwing to them.
4) Basketball recruit Josh Selby decommitted from the Vols over the weekend, and many suspect it is because he wants to play for a Nike school. Tennessee is an Adidas school, Hydrochlorothiazide mg, and there is speculation that future sponsorship money with Nike may be at stake if Selby doesn’t go to a Nike school like Kentucky. This obviously has ramifications in all sports, so what do you make of all this. (NOTE: The NFL is a Reebok league, which is owned by Adidas.)
HSH: I have friends of mine that insist Tennessee would become the next USC in every sport if they just switched to Nike or Under Armour. I always say that I don't want players who are caught up in the gear they'll get (they'll be getting so much free gear anyways, buy no prescription Hydrochlorothiazide online, so it shouldn't matter). And I always use the argument that it has no impact what brand name apparel you wear. It has no effect on your performance.
As Lane Kiffin said in Tuesday's press conference when asked about the hotly-debated black jersey issue, your jersey or the brand logo on it has no effect. If Tennessee's winning SEC and national titles, we could wear pink and be sponsored by Hanes for all I care. When I go play pick-up basketball games at T-RECS, whether or not I wear my dry-fit Nike shirts as opposed to Under Armour gear or a plain t-shirt has no effect on how well I shoot the 3 or whether I can dunk on anybody, Buy Hydrochlorothiazide Without Prescription.
OK, end of rant. But I will say this: if Tennessee does indeed switch apparel sponsors, Buy Hydrochlorothiazide from mexico, I want Under Armour, for two reasons: first, to screw Nike, and two, because I just plain like it more. You might say they would mess with the classic Tennessee look too much (like they did with South Carolina), purchase Hydrochlorothiazide online, but Auburn switched from Russell Athletic to UA and their unis didn't change at all, and still look classic and look sleek.
Lawvol: Okay, Fast shipping Hydrochlorothiazide, this is a sore spot of mine, and this is a bit of a rant (you’ve been warned) but it is directed more toward Nike than it is toward Selby. I can sum it up in three simple words:
I hate Nike…
I absolutely abhor what Nike and its founder, Phil Knight, have done to sports over the last quarter century. Though my hubris toward Nike first formed in the mid-1980s, I became an unwavering anti-Nike critic after reading Sports Illustrated’s 1993 article on Knight entitled “Triumph of the Swoosh” (this is a really good article by Donald Katz, Hydrochlorothiazide dose, and I highly recommend it despite its length).
In this article, Katz recounts, Hydrochlorothiazide pictures, among other things, the sordid tale of the medal uniforms controversy which arose with the dream team at the 1992 Olympics and the near-stranglehold that Nike possessed in the early 1990s. While I respect Knight’s dedication to the ideal of creating a sports apparel and marketing powerhouse out of nothing, I blame Nike and Knight for so much of what is wrong with sports today. I am proud to say that, I own not a single item of Nike manufactured apparel and have not knowingly purchased anything produced by Nike since 1994.
It was Nike who forever changed the face of sports by transforming athletics into a media circus—converting sports into little more than another form of Hollywood-style entertainment. In fact Nike’s own goal was to become an experience and entertainment corporation, herbal Hydrochlorothiazide, that just happened to be grounded in the worldwide fascination with sports. It was Nike who—via its marketing machine—transformed the landscape of professional sports by making sports heroes into demigod-like icons who were as untouchable as they were unreal. Nike is all about image…
…that and big piles of money.
The problem is that Nike singlehandedly transformed the sports endorsement world by changing athletes from being spokespersons into carefully crafted and manicured corporate assets. Nike was the first to “buy” athletes. After that came teams. Since the mid-1990s, it has been schools. Buy Hydrochlorothiazide Without Prescription, When I arrived at Tennessee as a student, the football program was sponsored by Nike. Fortunately, in 1998 the entire athletic department entered into a global equipment and apparel contract with Adidas. Since that time, Tennessee has stood apart from the machine that is the Nike image.
From an aesthetic perspective, Hydrochlorothiazide forum, I personally think that the Adidas-branded apparel that has graced the backs of both the Vols and Lady Vols for the past decade has been great. I like the “Adidas look,” but I will be the first to admit that such assessments are a matter of personal opinion and that I have no monopoly on determining “what looks cool.” That said, I am proud of Tennessee for not being another sheep in Nike’s fold, one which is forever beholden to the Nike power structure and its power to make or break an athlete, a team, comprar en línea Hydrochlorothiazide, comprar Hydrochlorothiazide baratos, or a school.
In 1986 Knight publicly declared that his goal was to become “the IBM of the sports-apparel industry” by 1991. There really is no point in arguing with whether he achieved his goal. In 2008 alone, Nike converted $ 18.6 billion in revenue into almost $ 8.4 billion in profits. It is hard to fight such a behemoth. Most fall in line with Nike’s aggressive school of thought that the world can be conquered. Hydrochlorothiazide no prescription, I admire Nike’s drive, but in the process of becoming the dominant sports apparel company that it is, it has completely—and I would contend irreparably—damaged sports by converting it into little more than a commercial engine. That engine is driven by the athletes, teams, and institutions in the Nike stable and is fueled by the hopes and dreams of everyday sports fans to get just a bit closer to the their heroes or their favorite team. Where this gets troubling is when the image becomes more important than the sport, kjøpe Hydrochlorothiazide på nett, köpa Hydrochlorothiazide online, when the money to be made controls the game.
I am but one small voice of dissent in a Nike-inspired, Nike-controlled, Hydrochlorothiazide online cod, and Nike-orchestrated world, but my conscience will not permit me to be otherwise.
Fortunately, Nike is not the only face in the world of sports now. Though there have always been competitors seeking to erode Nike’s dominance, the reality is that until the last decade there were no legitimate contenders. Now, at least there are faces like upstart Under Armor, Hydrochlorothiazide treatment, and the reinvigorated Adidas / Reebok. Still, Nike’s dominance is secure for now. I, however, Online Hydrochlorothiazide without a prescription, am hopeful that, Phil Knight’s megalomaniacal goal of being the IBM of sports is an instructive omen. If Big Blue can fall from its pedestal of preeminence—rejoining the world of mere mortals—so too can the swoosh come crashing back down to earth.
For now, however, we all must accept the reality that as long as the Nike juggernaut is in control, we will continue to see athletes make decisions based solely on the whims of sports-apparel executives in Beaverton, Oregon. It is sad and, in my opinion, it is deplorable. It is deplorable not because a player, such as Josh Selby, wants to do what is best for his playing career, but because Nike is all too willing to flex its muscle to control the decisions made by athletes, fans, and the general public. Some would say that is simply smart marketing. In my opinion, however, there is a line—one which Nike crossed long ago, Buy Hydrochlorothiazide Without Prescription.
"Michael Jordan without Nike [wouldn’t] mean anything."
Thus, I am disheartened to hear that Selby has decided to de-commit from the BasketVols. I hope he made that decision based upon concerns tied to him being in the best environment, being comfortable, Hydrochlorothiazide photos, and being successful. I hope it was not a decision based solely upon what sports-apparel logo appears on his uniform, as many have suggested. Such a decision would not, however surprise me. Either way, Hydrochlorothiazide used for, I do wish him all the best.
Nonetheless, I want to encourage the University of Tennessee, the UT Athletic Department, and Mike Hamilton to stay on the outside of the Nike machine. Regardless of who provides the Vols with their orange, buy Hydrochlorothiazide without prescription, from my perspective, any company is preferable to Nike. Were Tennessee to affiliate with Nike, I would not buy “official” apparel any longer.
More important than a single fan resisting the urge to spend money on clothing, however, is the “soul” of the program. Once you are with Nike, you are bought and paid for. Once that occurs, you might as well become “Nike State University at Knoxville.” All assets that can be purchased can be expended and thrown away. Phil Knight was once quoted as saying that “Michael Jordan without Nike [wouldn’t] mean anything”
I doubt he would have a different opinion about the Tennessee Volunteers…
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Thus is the curse of television…
It is one thing to verbally recount what viewers just saw on their screen; it is an entirely different thing to narrate—paint a word picture—that which listeners depend on the broadcaster to pluck from the ether and make real. It is remarkably easy to be sloppy and boring when broadcasting a game on television—the images speak for themselves. With radio, Modalert class, however, the broadcaster creates those images and the world in which they exist.
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This decennial milestone, however, is less about the ten years that Kesling has served as the chief broadcaster for Tennessee, and more about the man he replaced. I still can hardly believe that it has been ten years since last we heard the inviting and familiar baritone sounds of John Ward as the “Voice of the Vols.”
Though Bob Kesling does a fine job, I still miss John Ward.
[caption id="" align="alignright" width="148" caption="John Ward & Lowell Blanchard"][/caption]
John Ward served as the Voice of the Vols in some capacity from 1963 until 1998, starting out as the host of the Tennessee coaches shows and as the PA announcer in Neyland Stadium. Ward first began Vols play-by-play announcing when he began broadcasting Tennessee basketball games, along with the late Lowell Blanchard, in 1965. Then, in 1968 veteran Vol Network broadcasters George Mooney (who started the Vol Navy) and Bob Fox decided to pursue other endeavors, paving the way for Ward and color-commentator Bill Anderson to assume their position behind the microphone, Modalert For Sale. Modalert description, I first heard Ward when he broadcast the now legendary 1985-86 Sugar Bowl—where an underdog Tennessee Volunteers squad bested the No. 2 Miami Hurricanes by 28 points. That game was, and remains, about Modalert, one of the most significant Tennessee football games of all time. Ward, Buy Modalert without a prescription, however, made it even better. After hearing just one broadcast by John Ward it is fair to say that I was hooked.
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To this day, I am still a dedicated Vol Network listener and always have my earphones with me when sitting in Neyland Stadium. Modalert For Sale, From 1986 to 1998, I listened to as many broadcasts as possible. I learned a lot about the game of football, about Tennessee, and about communicating an image. I learned that often I could see the game better with my eyes closed and my ears open. John Ward’s words became my eyes, and they never saw things as clearly as they did when he was painting the picture word by word. I learned that Tennessee football was as much John Ward as John Ward was Tennessee football. I learned that a true professional needs no introduction, no pomp, and no showy entrance. I learned that class is a commodity not often found among broadcasters. I learned that mistakes in public are not a bad thing if you can have a good laugh about it.
[caption id="" align="alignleft" width="220" caption="Cartoon of Ward from 1998"][/caption]
Both prior to his retirement at the end of the 1998-99 basketball season and since that time, Where can i buy cheapest Modalert online, I have been fortunate enough to have the opportunity to speak with John Ward on several occasions, and found him to be every bit as genuine and every bit the gentleman he was on the radio. For me he truly was—and remains—the voice of Tennessee. He told us the story and let it unfold across the airwaves. He not only told us what was happening, but he managed to make it real, buying Modalert online over the counter, to make the excitement palpable. Modalert canada, mexico, india, Now, it has been ten years since he last sat behind the microphone in the communications center which bears his name inside the pressbox of Neyland Stadium. Though this is difficult for me to imagine, I am sure there are many Tennessee fans today who have never heard Ward’s broadcasts and some who may not even know who he is. On some level, buy Modalert online no prescription, that is very sad for me. Yet, Where can i find Modalert online, traditions are made over time, and each generation has a hand in forming and re-forming those traditions. They are not static. For me as a child and a young man, John Ward was a tradition. Over the past ten years, Modalert without prescription, however, Buy Modalert from mexico, Bob Kesling, Tim Priest, Bert Bertelkamp, Modalert from canada, and Mike Stowell have started a new tradition for the Vol Network, Online Modalert without a prescription, one which I am sure in years to come will be remembered just as fondly as I remember Ward’s.
Still, as we prepare for the 2009 football season, herbal Modalert, on the cusp of a great undiscovered country, Modalert results, the hopes of the future, it seems only appropriate that we look back ten years and remember the man who came into our ears, into our homes, Modalert used for, into our lives to bring us the story of Tennessee. That past is prologue for the future to which we all look.
In recognition of this little reminiscent look back, I have put together a little soundboard of a few of John Ward’s memorable calls and catchphrases. I plan on finding a permanent home for this soundboard here at the Gate, but for now, here are “21 Things” from the John Ward Era that still make me smile, Modalert For Sale. Modalert forum,
Rest assured, Where can i cheapest Modalert online, I’ll be listening this fall from my perch in the North Endzone, from my home in North Carolina, or wherever else I might find myself on a gameday. That is the primary reason why I own an XM Satellite Radio. Yes, Modalert pictures, I still listen to the Vol Network every chance I get.
So here’s to all the folks at the Vol Network for giving me and countless other Vol fans across the globe a reason to tune in. Thank you for giving that experience to all of us who wear the orange. Thank you for building and maintaining that wonderful tradition…
…and a special thanks to the man who started that tradition for me: John Ward.
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[caption id="" align="alignright" width="115" caption="Tee Martin vs. Florida State"][/caption]
This Saturday, the University of Tennessee will kickoff its celebration of the Tenth Anniversary of the Vols' 1998 National Championship. As part of that celebration, immediately prior to this week's game against UAB, the Tennessee Volunteers will honor the first in a series of former Vol footballers who played a role in that championship -- quarterback Tee Martin.
Martin was truly one of the unsung heroes of the 1998 squd, who deserves far more credit than he ever received. I found a really great piece by Marvin West which looks at all of the comparisons that were made between Martin and Peyton Manning, which concludes that Martin deserves all the praise he gets this weekend. West writes:
Peyton was the quintessential quarterback, a genuine thoroughbred, great arm, marvelous reads and checks, flawless form. If you look up quarterback in my dictionary, Manning’s mug shot is the illustration.
Tee was just a winner. He wasn't a perfect passer. He was a fine leader but never glorified as a great strategist or field general. What he did was good enough. Effective.
His ring says national champion.
I sincerely hope that all the Vol-faithful will show up to Neyland Stadium a few minutes early, take a moment to remember the "lunch-bucket brigade" that was the 1998 Tennessee Volunteers, and send a big thank you to one of the great players who made the magic of that season possible.
Image Courtesy of: AthlonSports.com Marvin West writes for the Knoxville Shopper-News and is the author of “Legends of the Tennessee Vols”
19 September 1998
(2) Florida 17 • (6) Tennessee 20
Due to exceptionally bad planning on my part, I graduated from the University of Tennessee in four years -- making my trip across the stage to collect my diploma in May of 1998...
Cartoon Courtesy of the Detroit News
I say it was bad planning because, as fate would have it -- after traveling across the country with the Pride of the Southland for four years, following the Vols to every game -- when Tennessee’s 1998 "season of destiny" rolled around, I was living more than six hours away in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. I was a student at Tarhead State (UNC) engaged in my "Trade School" studies (I call law school that mainly to annoy all the Tarhead grads who infest the area where I now live) and quite far removed from my passion for Tennessee Volunteers Football.
Thus was my lot...
For what it is worth, I blame all of this on Joel at Rocky Top Talk since, as he and I both realized a few months back, he was my "teacher" in a crib-course on how to do well on law school entrance exams, and thus Joel is totally responsible for my entry into this sordid profession and my departure from East Tennessee exactly one year too early (This all makes perfect, well-reasoned, and orderly sense in my mind, in much the same way that Alabama coach Mike DuBose ultimately concluded that "Jesus wanted us to lose to Tennessee").
Anyway, Tennessee opened the season versus the Syracuse Orangemen, and managed to hang on to victory by the absolute narrowest of margins -- namely, Jeff Hall’s foot. The Gators, on the other hand, had beaten the living hell out of some school whose name eludes me, but I am sure it has "North", "South", "Central" "Left", "Up", or "Sideways" in its name.
After the 34 to 33 victory in the Syracuse game, I was somewhat less than hopeful about the Vols chances of winning against "Lord Spurrier and his Reptile Renegades."
Nevertheless, given my incurable and uncontrollable addiction to traveling great distances, at considerable expense, to have your dreams crushed and your soul scarred, I climbed in my Volkswagen and headed back toward Knoxville for the showdown between the Florida Gators and the Vols. This was the first time I drove from Eastern North Carolina to Tennessee for a football game -- it was a new experience. Now, however, I have made this journey so many times that I have all but memorized every single exit along Interstate 40 between the Raleigh-Durham-Chapel Hill area and Knoxville, and now I can (and on occasion do) drive it while sleeping.
As you might imagine, when I arrived in the Volunteer City, I didn’t have a ticket. After searching up and down Cumberland Avenue for an hour-or-two, I finally managed to find a single ticket, in return for all of the remaining money I had to eat on for the rest of my first semester of law school (making sure not to repeat my 1992 mistake of buying student tickets).
Left to Right: My Ticket to the 1998 game • My friend's ticket to the same game • My infamous student ticket from the 1992 game when I wasn't yet a student
Despite the fact that my ticket told me that my butt was supposed to be planted in Section ZZ15 in the North Endzone Upperdeck, I chose Row 18 of Section D -- the heart of the student section -- as my vantage point for the game, since all of my friends were on the "5-year plan" (or 6, or 7, or ...) and that is where they were situated. Considering that there were somewhere between 250 and 5,000 people crammed into that row, and each of those around it, apparently I wasn’t the only one bending the rules -- or the bleachers on which we all stood, until they finally gave way and broke off of the concrete risers in the 4th-quarter.
The contest opened with the "Challenger," the bald eagle soaring his way down from the North endzone across the Pride of the Southland during the National Anthem. How exactly that beautiful bird could find where he was supposed to go amidst the screaming of nearly 108,000 fans with flashbulbs turning the stands into a bank of strobe lights, is beyond me. What a way to start a hot and steamy fistfight.
And boy was it hot and steamy that night...
This is a gross understatement, almost on par with phrases such as "Michael Jackson is a little odd," "Saddam Hussein was not a very nice man," or "O.J. Simpson seems as if he would make a less than ideal husband." I would describe the weather that night as somewhat akin to being trapped in Satan’s Crotch (Wow, I really can’t believe I just used that metaphor...) and this was a night game.
As for the game itself, there really is only one way to describe it which seems, to me, to fit ...
... "Forced Stalemate."
Neither team could ever get any separation from the other on the scoreboard -- hence "stalemate." I add "forced" because -- at least by my mind -- the two teams were not even.
On paper, the Gators had an overall advantage. When it came to Tennessee’s offense versus Florida’s defense, however, Florida -- in theory -- seemed far superior. Tennessee had a completely green and un-tested quarterback who had only one complete game under his belt, which he had barely managed to win. Florida, on the other hand, had a team peopled with demons from the seventh level of hell, coming in with a No. 2 ranking and the No. 1 ranked defense in the country, led by Jevon Kearse and Johnny Rutledge.
This game was decided on nothing more than heart...
Facing the tandem quarterback team of Jesse Palmer and Doug Johnson, the Tennessee defense came out with a vengeance, and ignoring the hype for the Gators, the Vols caused and recovered three fumbles in the first half along with 2 sacks.
While there were many huge plays in this game, in my mind, the one play which always stands out as the "one" in this contest, came in the first half, rather than near its conclusion. Early on, the Gators managed a 10-play drive down to the goal line, and seemed poised to score. The defense, however, bowed its back. As Florida's Terry Jackson rushed toward the endzone, Al Wilson made a mammoth stop of Florida’s march to six points. Instead of a Florida popping the ball into the checkerboards, Florida was stopped short, and when the whistles blew, Al Wilson and Raynoch Thompson had the ball. In my opinion this play completely defined the outcome of the game.
Even with the explosive performance by the Tennessee defense, however, Palmer and Johnson, had an impressive combined 216 passing yards in the first half.
While the defense exhibited its fire, Tennessee’s offense only managed 10 points in the first half. Still, the much touted Florida defense gave up more rushing yards in the first two plays of the game than their 50-yard average prior to kickoff, as Jamal Lewis and Shawn Bryson combined for 64 yards and Tennessee’s first touchdown of the night. Jeff Hall would add a field goal in the second quarter. Thus, Tennessee clung to a 10-3 lead which held precariously until Jesse Palmer marched the Gators down the field for a 10-play 67-yard drive leaving the score knotted at 10-10 at the half.
When the teams came back on the field after halftime, Tennessee’s defense continued to pour-on the pressure. First, the defense fell on another Gator fumble. Then, Tennessee’s Deon Grant assured his place in the highlight reel with an acrobatic one-handed interception in the fourth quarter which gave the Vols the ball at midfield.
Then, with around 8-and-a-half minutes remaining in the third quarter, Tennessee found itself sitting on Florida’s 29-yard line with the ball. Tee Martin looked to Peerless Price who completely faked Dock Pollard allowing Price to gain the advantage. Price leapt for all he was worth, snatching the floater, which Martin lobbed his way, out of the air.
Here’s John Ward with the call...
(click play to hear audio)
GIVE HIM SIX!!!
It was at that moment, I believe, that the Orange Nation first realized that the Vols could win this game. With that understanding, Neyland Stadium was snowed under in "white noise." Still, every time the crowd believed that the Volunteers had victory in their grasp, and the losing streak was about to snap, Florida answered back. Even with a 17-10 lead, everyone knew the game was not over.
Within two minutes, however, Florida re-asserted itself. On third-and-11 from Florida’s own 30-yard line, Jesse Palmer passed to McGriff, who never even broke his stride en route to a 70 yard touchdown as he streaked down the sideline.
Once again ... Stalemate.
Throughout the fourth quarter, the defenses shined as the offenses for both teams floundered. Neither team could manage a score, and thus, when the clock expired, the game was still tied at 17-17. The first ever overtime game held in Neyland Stadium was about to commence.
I remember watching the clock hit zero and thinking "this thing is going to spin out of control, and we’ll be lucky to escape." After nearly 3 hours of constant screaming, I took the 30 seconds before the coin toss to slag back a family-sized, watered-down, sort-o’-Coke-flavored beverage that one of the vendors was hawking. I sat there, rubbing my eyes and my head trying to figure out whether Tennessee was done for.
The Vols were tired -- that was obvious -- but so were the Gators. I knew in my head that we needed a touchdown in the first overtime if we were to possibly survive.
This just proves that my head is an empty and vacuous black hole, apparently filled with little more than string cheese...
Tennessee got the ball first. It was clear that Florida was banking on their defense -- which had held the Volunteers to 235 total yards in regulation -- to finish the deal in hopes that their offense could dig deep one last time and come up with a touchdown. In all honesty -- had I been a betting man -- I’d have given them the upper hand. The forced stalemate could only last so long.
Tee Martin did not start overtime in a very encouraging fashion -- he threw back-to-back incompletions on first and second-down. To make matters worse, a penalty backed the Vols up all the way to the 37-yard line -- not even Jeff Hall could hit a 54 yard attempt. Then, miraculously, on third-down, Tee Martin scrambled out of the pocket and ran for his life straight to the center of the field and picked up 14 precious yards.
In a replay of the preceding game, Jeff Hall came out to try and give the Vols the advantage...
The kick by Hall is in the air. The kick by Hall is ... Goo-dah!
Thus, Tennessee had a 3-point lead, but that would mean little if the Gators got into the checkerboards. The Tennessee defense truly stepped-up, and had to be playing on nothing more than fumes at that point ... that and heart. After giving up a first down, the defense played the pivotal series of the game -- answering Florida's attack with an absolutely smothering pass rush, and stymieing the Florida offense, leading up to a third-down prayer lobbed toward the endzone, that probably would have been a touchdown except for the fact that Al Wilson had an unprotected lightning blitz up the middle and connected at the exact second the ball was thrown. That incompletion meant it was time for Florida to kick its 32-yard field goal, and send the game into a second overtime.
It is very easy, as a fan in the seats, to consider field goals "automatic." After this game, I’ve never considered them automatic, and I truly came to appreciate how important the kicking game is. I am willing to bet that Steve Spurrier feels the exact same way.
The only person that can describe Florida’s Collins Cooper’s 32-yard kick is John Ward, thus, I’ll let him have the honors...
(click play to hear audio)
That is still my all-time favorite call by John Ward...
With that, Tennessee’s losing streak against Florida -- stretching back to the 1992 game -- was over. Bedlam broke out in Neyland Stadium, and the field was completely engulfed by fans. In less than 35-seconds, both goal posts came down -- one of which presumably still resides in the Tennessee River where it was hurled.
Above: The post-game pandemonium. Below: Al Wilson celebrating the victory.
Here’s a few video highlights courtesy of Fred Thompson and John Ward:
Of course the News Sentinel had it’s thoughts as well...
I can honestly say, that the 1998 Florida game is still probably the single most exhilarating night of football I’ve ever seen in Neyland Stadium, and it still stands out to me as one of the Vols' finest moments.
The celebration that night was unbelievable. Who knew that there were even bigger celebrations to come...
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Those of you who lived, worked, or went to school in Knoxville at any time during the latter-half of the 20th Century (that's the 1900's for any of you who are chronologically challenged), will doubtless remember the greatest haunt on the strip of dilapidated buildings known to the Tennessee faithful simply as "Cumberland." While I know there will undoubtedly be some of you who swear by Old College Inn, The Last Lap, The Library, Spicy's, The Varsity, or (for some ungodly reason) the Torch, and say that I am crazy, this is my ship and I decide where it goes (even if that is straight on to the rocks). Yes, in my opinion, the greatest loss suffered by the Tennessee community in the last … well, pretty much since the Civil War, was the closure of the venerable eatery known as Sam & Andy's.
Sam & Andy's (circa 1998)
Due to the pressures of time, the almighty dollar, and the rise of crappy, half-assed, uppity chain restaurants, Sam & Andy's was replaced by McAlister's Deli (one of the aforementioned chains, this one owned by some dentist from Oxford, Mississippi) in 1998.Sam & Andy's was my kind of place.
Sam & Andy's was as much a part of the university as Neyland Stadium and Ayres Hall. It was a tradition for over sixty years on Cumberland. It had been the job of Sam & Andy—both of whom retired or died many years before I first walked through the door—to oversee the nutritional well-being of generations of college students. They served classic college food at reasonable prices in a surly and smug atmosphere. Sam & Andy's was actually three different restaurants housed under one roof: Sam & Andy's Tennessean, Sam & Andy's Roman Room, and Sam & Andy's Deli. Each of three restaurants were connected (to hell with the fire code!) and served, more or less, the exact same thing for the same price. Each of these restaurants, however, had completely different personalities and customers. In fact many frequent patrons, such as me, rarely if ever ventured into any of the other areas; that is unless they needed to use the restroom or buy condoms from one of fourteen different machines on the wall in the single set of restrooms which served all three. That building was a living tradition.
The Men's Bathroom Wall
I always frequented the deli which was in the rear of the building. It was a simple open room with a chest-high white wood and formica counter running the length of the back and right-hand wall. Near the door, the counter dropped down to waist level, and a small collection of little baskets containing salt and other condiments sat next to a neat stack of napkins, all of which sat in front of an old cash register which appeared to have come over on the Ark with Noah. The left-hand wall was completely obscured by a floor to ceiling beer cooler like the ones found in convenience stores. The front wall was home to a much smaller Coca-Cola cooler, several racks of potato chips and snacks, and a TV suspended on the wall which was always on but rarely seemed to be watched. In the middle of the room were nine or ten plain white Formica tables with simple yellow vinyl covered chairs. The walls, or at least the parts that could be seen, were light brown wooden paneling, and were covered with old newspaper clippings, pictures, awards, and beer posters.
The Deli Entrance
Over the grill, in the back, hung the menu boards. From these boards a student or anybody who was hungry could order anything from a Hoagie, a Vol or Pizza Burger, to a Sub, or anything else in between. It would always be served up in the same manner- on wax paper in a small red plastic basket with a pickle on the side. In all of the hundreds of visits I made to Sam & Andy's, I don't think I ever ordered anything other than a Kielbasa Sandwich on dark bread (and it was really dark) with provolone, spicy mustard, and mayonnaise; well, except for a brief "angry" period in my college years when I ordered a few Ribeyesteak sandwiches. While my coronary arteries are probably still reeling from these meals, my heart sure loved them.
The place smelled of meat and cheese. It was always hot in there because they steamed the sandwiches, which meant the room was pretty much constantly in a fog. God, how I loved those steamed sandwiches. Over here in ACC country where I live now, if you ask the guy at the sandwich place to steam your sandwich he looks at you like you just introduced the topic of nipple-piercing while having a conversation with the Pope.
Sam & Andy's was the kind of place that understood customer service and where they knew how to treat people right. They tended to treat out-of-towners and uppity types like they had a contagious case of desiccated rectal cancer, the regulars—like myself—they simply ignored. That said, once during my sophomore year I went there with my roommate, and realized I didn't have any money to my name. My buddy ordered his sandwich, and I just sat. Then the heavyset guy behind the counter (I never learned his name, but he wore glasses and had blondish-brown hair parted in the middle if anyone knows who he was) asked what I was having."I've got no money, man." says I. "Ahh, you're in here all the time. Just write us an IOU." came the response from behind the counter.
Thus, that night I ate purely upon the value of my name written on the back of some old business card. Now in the 1950's that might have been common in a small college community, but this was 1995. I made sure to stop by the next day and settle my debt.
Best I could ever tell, George Captain owned the place during my years in Knoxville. He was always behind the bar in the Tennessean part of the building. I think he was Sam or Andy's nephew. I also know that a few other establishments around campus (Vic & Bill's Deli behind the law school and Gus' Goodtimes Deli on Melrose), were owned by other cousins. I guess their philosophy was keep the competition in the family.
George Captain Anyway, in 1997, McAlister's Deli bought the land and Sam & Andy's closed. I grabbed one of the last take-out menus before I left on the last day of business.
Sam & Andy's Menu (circa. 1998)
Sam & Andy's re-opened in the old Swensen's building across the street a few years later, but it wasn't the same. The atmosphere was all wrong, and it was more like a "normal" restaurant. They seemed to do a good business, but a year or two ago they lost their lease and Moe's moved in. I hear that they still have places in Fountain City and out in West Knoxville, but I haven't been.
On the day that McAlister's opened in 1998, I chanted a hex on the restaurant that I learned from some voo-doo panhandler down in New Orleans in return for $5.00 for a bottle of Ripple. I think either I said it wrong or got ripped off, because McAlister's hasn't burned down, I haven't seen un-dead zombies trashing the place, and there haven't been any swarms of locusts around the joint. Still, I hope it gets hit by a bus, burned to the ground, and Mr. McAlister—whoever the hell he is—gets a chronic case of piles.So next time you're on Cumberland, lift a glass to Sam & Andy's … and empty your bladder on the front door at McAlister's.
— Go Figure … lawvol