Archive for March, 2010

One More On Richt

David Hale made another post clearing some more air about Coach Richt’s decision to sit in on the offensive meetings and this stuck out the most, in addition to what I said earlier:

It says that Richt has made a decision about what kind of coach he wants to be, and that doesn’t mean simply following in the footsteps of his mentor.

Richt saw his mentor and idol go the way of the dodo because he was too detached and not willing to change.  Coach Richt is a smart man, and while we may get frustrated at some of his decisions, he knows how to a) coach up an offense and develop quarterbacks and b) be an effective head coach at a top level program.

Again, this disproves the theory that Coach Richt is simply sitting idly by watching his castle he built in Athens crumble and is a “lame duck”.   He is being proactive in making sure he gets UGA back to where it was a few years ago and beyond.


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Tebow At It Again

Not only does this guy deliver babies and preach to inmates, but now he is a match-maker.

I can only imagine what my significant other would have said had I gotten David Greene to help me propose. If only Stafford was as cool as Tebow…

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Coach Richt Making the Right Call

David Hale reported yesterday that Coach Richt will be sitting in on the quarterback meetings this spring and will  be more hands-on with the offense.

This is may not be THE fix the Dawgs needed, but it is a great start and completely rebukes the Richt haters in the Bulldawg Nation.

Some Richt haters, even some on this blog, have said that Richt is unwilling to change.  In the past 3 months, we have had an overhaul on the defensive coaching staff and Coach has said he will have a more hands-on role on the quarterback derby.  This is a change from his Bowden-esque approach to coaching. 

Look at the “decline” of the UGA football program. The offense has been very, very prolific over the last 3 seasons. What events caused the decline of the defense and special teams?  In addition to Willie’s poor job, it was when Richt gave up offensive play calling and started having his CEO approach.

Richt is an offensive guru.  I never thought that Richt should have completely given up play calling duties, but I agree with the Senator’s take and like the job Bobo has done. If you look at his overall body of work and not look at individual games (South Carolina 2007 and LSU last year notably), he has done a good job as OC.

I don’t think Coach Richt started  spending  time with the defense just because his lack of faith in the former staff, and likewise is staying away because  of his faith in Coach Grantham’s new staff. He recognizes the importance of the quarterback situation, and also recognizes his error of being too spread around and involved in the different aspects of the game.

When Coach Richt went to a more management-style approach, he could have perhaps micromanaged and tinkered with all aspects of the team, and this could have been the negative influence. Before anyone says I am dumb, this is of course purely speculative.

Fabris and his special team approach to “challenge to the players” remained the same.  When did it start to go to crap and become poorly executed?

Honestly, when did the defense start to go to crap? (The answer is not 2005)

What was the variable?

Perhaps Coach Richt realized he just needed to let his coaches coach.

I think this has some merit. Look at your individual job.  Say you have been working for a few years, and you have been successful at the specific aspects of your job. Your boss has been fairly hands-off during that time. Then, he decides to not only focus on his area, but at the same time meddles in your area, one that you have been just fine at doing yourself.  That extra voice, or the mere presence of your boss could have a detrimental impact on your performance.

Now, Coach Richt can have more influence in what he knows best, while still letting his successful coach run the show.  This can let Coach Grantham and co. do what they know best.


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Lewis Grizzard Wednesday: Hospital Visits

  Keeping with last week’s theme, Lewis knew a thing a two about hospital visits.  I found his writings to be very sad toward the end, when he was so sick.  No happy Lewis Wednesday today. 

It isn’t easy getting out of a hospital, even after a doctor says you can go.   

I had been at Emory for two weeks. There are veteran lab rats that haven’t undergone the testing I did. Name an orifice and somebody put a tube in it. 

The worst was what they call a TEE. You swallow a garden hose. 

I was bleeding into my liver. A doctor ran a catheter up an artery from my groin and stopped the bleeding. Otherwise they told me later the repairs would have had to have been done surgically and what with my blood so thin, well. . . . 

The doctor said, “Go home and eat.” 

The blood loss and hospital stay have taken me down to what I haven’t weighed since I started shaving. 

They wouldn’t just let me walk out of the hospital. I think they were afraid I would fall down or the wind from a door shutting might blow me down. 

So, before I could go, they had to call Transportation for a wheelchair to get me to the parking lot where somebody waited to drive me home. 

I packed and waited for Transportation on the side of the bed. How many hours had I stared at that print entitled “Impressions of America” on the wall? 

The tray from lunch was still there. So was the food on it. They bring the meals and when you take the cover off the entree, water from the collected steam inside drips into the entree, spoiling whatever appetite you might have had. 

Twenty-four hours times 14, I’d been in that room. The last minutes passed like kidney stones. 

Even after Transportation had seated me in the rolling chair, I still had to pass the nurses stand. 

That was fine. I had wanted to say goodbye. I hadn’t always been pleasant or cooperative, but I guess they’re used to that. 

I said goodbye and thanks. 

A nurse gave me a form to sign. 

To the elevator and down. And out to the parking lot and, finally, into the car and toward home. 

It was the first time I had been anywhere except inside a hospital in 1994. 

I missed the dog greeting me at the front door. He’s been dead nearly two months now. The papers had piled up on the front porch. There was lots of mail. 

“You get home and you’ll feel a lot better,” people told me. 

It’s better than the hospital. Nobody takes my vital signs every three hours. Anybody who comes at me for blood in my house will be met by a steak knife from my kitchen drawer. 

They didn’t have cable at the hospital. I’ve got over 50 channels at home. I can watch Purdue play basketball against the University of Connecticut – or was it Seton Hall? – in the privacy of my own den now. 

Dedra cooked a pot roast. A man sent chicken and dumplings and turnip greens. I sent out for chili dogs. My friend Spike came by one morning and made breakfast. Spike can fry eggs to my liking like nobody since my mother. And I try to eat. I really try to eat. 

The medicine is still there. Big pills. Little pills. You take one of these a day. Two of these a day. Then, there’s that green iron pill I take three times a day that’s supposed to replace the blood I lost. 

I hate taking pills. 

My bed is the best part of being home. There is actually room to turn over in it. 

I don’t want to go back to a hospital. Ever. Since March 22, I’ve spent three months in a hospital. That’s enough. Isn’t that enough? 

One doctor says two or three weeks to get back. Another says six to eight. 

I just want to live my normal life again. 

I’m home. I guess that’s a start.

Gordon Beckham- One Cool Dude

It’s been well documented by fans and bloggers that GB is, well, the man. He’s pulling a switch this year, moving to 2nd base for the ChiSox, a move he’s looking forward to.

Today he was on the SVP show. You can hear his spot there. He outlined his off-season, the upcoming year, and capped it off  by talking about the  time he’s spent in Georgia on his farm. What I like most about Gordon is that he has really loves this state. During his time here, he spoke to groups and teams across the state, and he comes back as much as possible. He’s a great role model for our youth and a great ambassador for Georgia.

Thanks Gordon, you’re a DGD! Best of luck this year!


Happy Trails, Ashley Houts and Angel Robinson

Last week, I said the Lady Dawgs were going to play the buzzsaw known as Stanford.  I knew the Lady Dawgs faced a daunting task, but a 73-36 rout is not what I had in mind. 

Though the Lady Dawgs return 3 starters for next years’ campaign, two all time great gals will be missed.

Ashley Houts and Angel Robinson ended their stellar careers at UGA Saturday with  performances that probably won’t find its way into a scrapbook. 

Per, here are some stats to show how much these two young ladies will be missed:

Among Georgia’s career leaders, Houts finished No. 14 in points with 1514 points, No. 3 in assists with 565, No. 3 in steals with 264, No. 3 in starts with 130, No. 3 in games played with 133, No. 3 in free throws made 439, No. 5 in free throw attempts 555, No. 6 in three-point attempts 452 and No. 8 in three-point field goals 145.

Robinson completed her career at No. 25 in points with 1188, No. 5 in rebounds with 982+ and No. 4 in blocked shots with 213.

Ashley Houts hails from tiny Trenton, GA, where the best of Georgia, Alabama and Tennesse converge in the valley between Sand Mountain and Lookout Moutain.  Ashley Houts’ picture is hanging prouldy in the McDonalds off Interstate 59.  For a town that only has a weekly paper, she has been a point of pride for the mountain community that is more reminiscent of Alabama than Georgia.   

The Lady Dawgs and Coach Landers will make it back to the Sweet 16 again, but this was a painful exit for two Damn Good Dawgs. 


Go Dawgs!

Braves Pitcher Gets Caught Stealing Second Base

I wouldn’t have thought a professional baseball wouldn’t have to restort to Craigslist.