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Pat Dye Field => War Damn Eagle => Topic started by: Snaggletiger on June 14, 2013, 11:16:01 AM
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or rather our traditions. Dumbo Swinney is a putz and I don't particularly care for Climpsum. But, I get what the rock means and I've long held that traditions are what really make college football what it is. Coppage.Scarbinski.Pasta
First, Harvey Updyke killed Auburn's trees. Now, some unknown lowlife has ripped a chunk out of Clemson's rock.
What other icon is next on the endangered species list? LSU's tiger? Georgia's dog? Arkansas's pig?
When will this college football crime spree end?
Do the NCAA and local law enforcement authorities throughout the South have to put together a joint task force to protect and defend the things that football fans hold dear?
This is not a joke. If you're having trouble suppressing a laugh, go ask Updyke how much fun he had during his time in the Lee County Detention Center after his poison hastened the demise of the Toomer's Corner oaks.
It is just a coincidence that the news about the vandalism of Howard's Rock, which has rested on a pedestal at Clemson's Memorial Stadium since 1966, came out right after Updyke got out of jail Monday.
In fairness to him, authorities say the Clemson crime took place June 2 or 3. Updyke was still behind bars so the worst Alabama fan ever is off the hook as a potential serial vandal.
Whoever broke the acrylic casing and removed a piece of the rock, which came from Death Valley, California, and was given to legendary former Clemson coach Frank Howard, belongs in the same category of criminal as Updyke and deserves a few months behind bars himself.
You don't have to be a Clemson fan to fully understand. To you and me, it may be just a rock, a good-luck charm Clemson players rub before they run down the hill into the stadium before every home game.
To them, it's a tradition, and traditions deserve protection from the miscreant portion of opposing fan bases. Clemson coach Dabo Swinney made that point in a statement.
"It is very disappointing that someone would disrespect our unique tradition to this extent," Swinney said. "It is one of the iconic images of the game. I am sure Clemson police will investigate this thoroughly and hold the person accountable for this behavior.
"Thankfully, most of Howard's Rock is still intact and we will do what is necessary to protect it going forward. I know our coaches and players look forward to rubbing Howard's Rock, running down the hill, and furthering one of the great traditions of college football when we open the season against Georgia on August 31."
The mere fact that Swinney and Clemson AD Dan Radakovich both felt compelled to issue statements makes a statement.
Before Updyke gets the twisted notion that he may have started some kind of trend, he should know that this isn't the first time someone has targeted Howard's Rock with malicious intent, but the phenomenon of doing actual physical damage to something a football program and its fans hold dear is fairly new.
Whatever happened to the time-honored tradition of kidnapping a rival's mascot during homecoming week and then returning it unharmed a few mischievous days later?
Mark Emmert may want to trim the NCAA manual, but it's about time to add a new bylaw. Call it the Updyke Law.
If you're found guilty of damaging a college football icon, in addition to whatever justice a judge hands down, you get a punishment similar to that of a disassociated booster. You can't join a booster club, purchase tickets through official channels or set foot on campus at your favorite program or at any program your team plays.
Of course, this would require schools to designate places or things special to them, much like the federal government does with its National Historic Landmarks.
What would Alabama choose? Denny Chimes? The statues of its national championship coaches on the Walk of Champions outside Bryant-Denny Stadium? All of the above?
College football is too important to too many people to let twisted fans run amok. In addition to stiff penalties and 24-hour security cameras, it may be time to throw some bodies at the problem, too.
You know those police officers that follow coaches around? Pull some of them off that detail and put them on icon protection.
After all, coaches come and go. A tree, a rock, a mascot or a statue is supposed to be forever.
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Updyke was still behind bars so the worst Alabama fan ever is off the hook as a potential serial vandal.
I'm afraid I'm gonna need to see the criteria for this award
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The problem is that most people today don't have the ability to know where to draw the line. They have no concept of what would be a good prank and what is just dumb.
Asking oneself what the long term implications would be doesn't seem to occur. Putting a Cam jersey on The Bar statue didn't sit well but it didn't leave a mark. It was a prank.
Pranks don't leave lasting physical damage. Unfortunately, there are too many people that don't have sound judgement in every fan base.
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To a degree, I feel for them. That being said, I remember Clemson fans saying we were overreacting. Saying it would be like someone graffiti-ing the rock, which people do. Even now, the rock's still there. They can still rub it or whatever. It's still the same rock. Just looks a little different. Our trees are gone.
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To a degree, I feel for them. That being said, I remember Clemson fans saying we were overreacting. Saying it would be like someone graffiti-ing the rock, which people do. Even now, the rock's still there. They can still rub it or whatever. It's still the same rock. Just looks a little different. Our trees are gone.
Yep, assfuck them with Dabbo's big fucking schnoz.
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I care about as much for their stupid rock as they did for our trees. None.
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Yep, assfuck them with Dabbo's big fucking schnoz.
That's hawt!
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Fuck their rock. No pity.
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Back in the prehistoric era, when I was in high school at Jeff Davis, we had a group of us that made it a point to prank the rival schools in Montgomery the week of the game. You tried to be innovative but we never even thought about destroying anything. Rival students would do the same to us and we expected it. We went to Lee High School one night and rearranged the letters on the marquis to something derogatory about Lee and great about JD. Then we chained and padlocked the doors to the school shut so the next morning, no one could get in until someone found some bolt cutters.
About 15-20 of us skipped school on the Friday afternoon of the game with Lanier and went over to their school and ran down the front lawn to hoist a JD flag up their flagpole. They weren't happy. We had someone run a toilet up our flagpole one night but the classic was the day of the JD/Lee game. Two of their best players decided it would be funny to put on masks and nothing else....and run naked down the halls of our school. Bad timing because our school security guard, who played defensive line for the Green Bay Packers, just happened to be waiting at the end of one hall. Neither of them made it to the getaway car. Neither of them played that night.
Good times....yeah, good times.
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One time in high school, our biggest rival had a mountain goat as a mascot and me and a buddy snuck into a stall and fudgeed her. She made a lot of racket but we poked her good! We really "stuck it to" the Barnwell Mountain Goats, if you know what I mean. Naaaaaaay. We cracked ourselves up!
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Back in the prehistoric era, when I was in high school at Jeff Davis, we had a group of us that made it a point to prank the rival schools in Montgomery the week of the game. You tried to be innovative but we never even thought about destroying anything. Rival students would do the same to us and we expected it. We went to Lee High School one night and rearranged the letters on the marquis to something derogatory about Lee and great about JD. Then we chained and padlocked the doors to the school shut so the next morning, no one could get in until someone found some bolt cutters.
About 15-20 of us skipped school on the Friday afternoon of the game with Lanier and went over to their school and ran down the front lawn to hoist a JD flag up their flagpole. They weren't happy. We had someone run a toilet up our flagpole one night but the classic was the day of the JD/Lee game. Two of their best players decided it would be funny to put on masks and nothing else....and run naked down the halls of our school. Bad timing because our school security guard, who played defensive line for the Green Bay Packers, just happened to be waiting at the end of one hall. Neither of them made it to the getaway car. Neither of them played that night.
Good times....yeah, good times.
What? Were you too scared to come down to my high school(Carver) and try that shit? Or was it pity for the spanking we USED to get?
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What? Were you too scared to come down to my high school(Carver) and try that shit? Or was it pity for the spanking we USED to get?
When did you graduate from Carver?
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What? Were you too scared to come down to my high school(Carver) and try that shit? Or was it pity for the spanking we USED to get?
Are you kidding? A guy could get stabbed in that neighborhood.
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So, concreting the Walk of Champion's handprints...good prank.
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I fear for the statue of Cornelius Vanderbilt.
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When did you graduate from Carver?
1980
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Well in light of the rock being busted up.. I figured I'd share the greatest story of the Clemson "Cocaine" Tiger story ever told:
http://www.everydayshouldbesaturday.com/2010/9/20/1699828/the-clemson-tiger-recalls-a
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something derogatory about Lee and great about JD
Fuck you
That is all
Unless you want to meet at the Krystal's on Atlanta Highway and continue the conversation
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Fuck you
That is all
Unless you want to meet at the Krystal's on Atlanta Highway and continue the conversation
Krystal's. Pffffftt. We hang at the K-Mart in a better part of Atlanta Highway. I wouldn't bring it unless you're serious about cussing, posturing and really acting like you'd fight if circumstances were different.
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Krystal's. Pffffftt. We hang at the K-Mart in a better part of Atlanta Highway. I wouldn't bring it unless you're serious about cussing, posturing and really acting like you'd fight if circumstances were different.
Quit playing it safe and meet up at the Chip Ellis car lot like real men!!!!!!!!!!! Or the IHOP on Southern Blvd on any given night...
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Quit playing it safe and meet up at the Chip Ellis car lot like real men!!!!!!!!!!! Or the IHOP on Southern Blvd on any given night...
Bitch please. Oh, have you tried their blueberry pancakes with the hot maple syrup? To die for.
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Bitch please. Oh, have you tried their blueberry pancakes with the hot maple syrup? To die for.
Or you could just meet in Prattville and be safe...
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Or you could just meet in Prattville and be safe...
Prattville is hard core.
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Or you could just meet in Prattville and be safe...
There's nothing safe about Taste Good Buffet in Prattville. That's what makes it fun (and the random morbidly obese woman who can't fit into a booth and will bulldoze you over a plate of crab rangoon)
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Call me when someone pours poison on their grassy hill making it a big dirt patch for every home game the next ten years.
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Call me when someone pours concrete in the hand prints of uat's Walk of Champions (some of those prints can't be redone).
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Call me when someone pours concrete in the hand prints of uat's Walk of Champions (some of those prints can't be redone).
Wow...don't tempt me.