Embrace The Suck

Growing up I had a softball coach who would tell us to "embrace the suck". He would always say this mid sprints, or when we had to lift weights of something and I never really understood what that meant until later on in life. Embracing the suck as he put it, means to welcome the … Continue reading Embrace The Suck

Ode To Mark Richt: A Poem

In the wake of learning ole Marky won't be a bulldog any longer I thought I would write him a tribute poem. Oh Mark, however could you leave? Give me a sec while I wipe the tears with my sleeve. Fifteen years you've been a damn good dawg. Leading the team through the swamp and … Continue reading Ode To Mark Richt: A Poem