I have always had a healthy respect for Auburn. Like many, I consider them our “sister school”. UGA and Auburn share a lot of tradition. We’ve traded coaches and recruits over the decades. They’re the school that most resembles UGA. I even pull for them to win 9-10 times a year.
I’ve got a lot of friends who are graduates of Auburn. When I was an undergrad, I made some close friends who were in my fraternity at Auburn. During the offseason, we would meet up occasionally and have a good time. They were like us. My in-laws are Auburn grads (something I’ve had to deal with, but it’s been a friendly relationship.) Like me, they pull for UGA most every weekend but one. I go to Sunday School with a couple of Auburn grads. It’s always been a very friendly rivalry. I never shared the hatred of them that T. Kyle King does.
On Saturday, that changed. I’ve never in my life been so furious with an opponent. Never did UF make me so mad, despite running up scores, doing the Chomp, and generally being a classless bunch. Never have I hated Tech the way I despised Auburn on Saturday. Tennessee has come close on occasion, but my blood never boiled the way it did on Saturday.
On Saturday, I lost every ounce of respect I’ve ever had for Auburn. It takes a lot to come down from a fairly tall pedestal they had built as “the other team I pull for if somehow Georgia can’t win it all.” But they did it in one day.
I dislike their coach. Their team is full of thugs. I hope Cam Newton doesn’t win the Heisman, is implicated of all his wrong doings, and has a terrible NFL career. I would have been seriously injured had I been in the presence of Nick Fairley on Saturday, because I would have tried to take on a young man who could break me in half with one hand tied behind his back. But I would have tried.
I’ve wished the worst upon Tennessee, Florida and Tech my whole life. Never have I wanted them to win a single game. I now throw Auburn into that category. I’ve never wanted something bad to happen to a program the way I do Auburn right now. The pain from Saturday has clearly not subsided.
I know it’s not Christian-like to hold such a grudge, but I simply can’t help it. The way in which they carried themselves was as classless as I’ve ever seen. I prayed on Sunday morning that I not hold such hard feelings in my heart for a group of individuals, but those feelings have not left. Thankfully God provides grace and forgiveness, because I sure need it.
2 weeks ago, I was hoping Auburn would beat Alabama. Now, I hope Bama beats the brakes off of them. I hope they cripple them and beat them by 3 scores. And I hope they get the chance to keep their starters in the game to the very end, even though they shouldn’t. And then I hope South Carolina embarrasses them in the SECCG. I hope Garcia has a career day against their secondary. I hope Lattimore runs for 200 yards. And whoever Auburn plays in a bowl game, may they beat them like a drum.
Maybe the feelings will subside. I know, and God knows, that it’s not Christian-like to hold such a grudge, and I hope that I’m forgiven. But right now, Auburn is a curse word in my household. I don’t like the feeling I have for them. It’s not right to have such strong feelings towards anyone. But I can’t help it.
I’ll take Mark Richt and his Christian attitude and actions any day of the week over a team that behaves the way Auburn did on Saturday. I’ve been on the fence about CMR’s future, but right now I’ll take him and the class he brings to the program over anyone else in America. I’d rather be classy and 5-6 than be represented the way Auburn was on Saturday. There is more to life than winning football games. (I know someone will bring up rushing the field against Florida, but that’s an exception) I would be ashamed if I was an Auburn dad trying to teach my son the wonderful life lessons you can learn from SEC football right now.
Roll Tide. Beat them senseless. Go Cocks. Get that SEC Championship you’ve waited so long for.