More ups and downs than a Paris Hilton video.

Georgia Tech beat #3 Miami. Wow. Holy COW that’s a big win! Now, I curse our damn team for losing to NC State and Virginia. If we had beaten EITHER we'd be in the mix for the ACC Coastal championship. Bah. To live in the moment of being the great upsettor! (Pretty sure that isn’t a word, but it fits, right?)

OK, enough living in the moment. Can we beat Georgia? Can we do what every man in a gold helmet must? Can we do what thousands of people with small yellow GTs on their license plates urge our warriors to do? Can we defeat our bitter in-state rivals? Can out collection of smart one and two start recruits cast down their roster of paid 4 and 5 star athletes? Can our gentlemen. Perusing degrees that will take them fare in life outscore at the end of 60 minutes their mostly professional club of gifted players who major in worthless majors such as “Grounds Maintenance” and “Building Construction”?

Dammit, I’d rather go 1-10 with a win against UGA than 10-1 with a loss. I hate those puppies. Grind them and their raucous, holier-than-thou, braggart asses in the ground, Golden Tornado.

I love my Tech team today, after beating #3. I’ll be in heaven if we can pull off the 3-pack of top-ten team defeats and beat UGA.

Simply heaven.

What’s the good word? To HELL with Georgia.

How ‘bout them dogs? Piss on ‘em.