I wouldn't know. I kicked rocks and cussed my way back to my vehicle. Didn't even stop back by the tailgate I was too angry.
I saw a tweet about a Tennessee fan after the game that was a must watch. I clicked on it just to see if it was me, more than half-expecting it to be. I wasn't. It didn't. You know it's bad when I'm yelling, screaming, and everything else I was doing and my wife didn't even get mad at me because she viewed it as being totally justified. That's when you know it's bad.
I was probably more angry with myself than I was Jones and crew. Somewhere along the way, I allowed the recruiting momentum, the mountain of cliches, the lil john vignettes, and the absence of [ddiapos] to blur my vision. I ignored the fact that Kentucky and Arkansas landed more recognizable names, and forgave the fact that we went toe-to-toe with Colorado for this guy. I overlooked another ****ing loss - at home - to Vanderbilt last year. In the end, this loss was no surprise. This is what UT hired.
