... the great Herschel Walker graced the field with his big thighs, when Dooley and his Dawgs met up with Notre Dame and captured a national championship for this beloved nation of red and black.

I wasn't really old enough to enjoy the pure elation that my elder Dawgs felt on that glorious day. Yet, somewhere deep down inside me I have that glory. I believe it is a birthright, it's part of the package, it's something you feel on your first trip to Athens, and you take it with you for the rest of your life.

Every year I believe it could be the one. Not because it looks that way on paper or because I have reason to believe. I just do. I have this stubborn faith in the Dawgs that refuses to let me think otherwise. Every Saturday, I deck o...

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