It is a dangerous decision to kick potential while it's down. The rebels are down.
Ole Miss is a beaten up group of hooligans with nothing left to lose, Hooker Hugh-less, fresh leadership, rich with booster laden talent, and that is not something to so easily overlook. We all know the defense that Ole Miss placed on the field last year was appalling, we know this. We watched Nick Fitzgerald do a damn good Forest Gump impression, catapulting him into the preseason hype, that he is finally, deservingly receiving. However, as State fans we also know the power that comes with being picked last. This is not a warning to my fellow maroon and white brothers and sisters to "watch out" for a Hugh Freezeless, dumpster diving, group of black bearded bruisers that are in the midst of a moral, financial, mascotal, and perhaps even athletic-al collapse. Not even close, this is a moment of silence to reflect on the fact that we have all been there. We have tasted the bottom. Not ethically, not yet, our coach has never lied to us about being a moral man, given sermons, then preceded to call female escorts, despite his alliance to his family and "his god". But, as the grace of God go I. By the grace of God, goes the Mississippi State family.
Now, we most certainly have been guilty of hiring bad Sirmons, we have been guilty of criticizing coaches and players unfairly perhaps, and we have even been guilty of the bitterness that comes with receiving little to no respect. Like I said, we've been there. But, the reason why I am proud to be a State fan is simply because, for the most of us, we have never let that bitterness, and at times downright annoyance, ever turn to hatred. It's not the Starkville way. In a time where it can be very easy to feel overly confident, my prayer is that confidence, does not turn into unruly pride. That would make us no better then the school to the north of the great city of Starkville.
Again, view this post not as a warning of Ole Miss greatness to come, although I would be very careful ruling out these men who have nothing left to lose but dignity and shot at showcasing their talent before transferring. Instead, take it as a moment of thankfulness for what we have, and where we have been. Instead of rejoicing in ones downfall, let us give appreciation in what we were given, a true maroon family of faithfulness and love. We have experienced the taste of new lows, and by blessing we are finally reaping the harvest of the heart of our humble spirit of what I consider God's country, in Starkville, Mississippi. Now that, is something to rejoice in.
Go to hell Ole Miss, yes, but more importantly, praise the lord, and go dogs.
Ole Miss is a beaten up group of hooligans with nothing left to lose, Hooker Hugh-less, fresh leadership, rich with booster laden talent, and that is not something to so easily overlook. We all know the defense that Ole Miss placed on the field last year was appalling, we know this. We watched Nick Fitzgerald do a damn good Forest Gump impression, catapulting him into the preseason hype, that he is finally, deservingly receiving. However, as State fans we also know the power that comes with being picked last. This is not a warning to my fellow maroon and white brothers and sisters to "watch out" for a Hugh Freezeless, dumpster diving, group of black bearded bruisers that are in the midst of a moral, financial, mascotal, and perhaps even athletic-al collapse. Not even close, this is a moment of silence to reflect on the fact that we have all been there. We have tasted the bottom. Not ethically, not yet, our coach has never lied to us about being a moral man, given sermons, then preceded to call female escorts, despite his alliance to his family and "his god". But, as the grace of God go I. By the grace of God, goes the Mississippi State family.
Now, we most certainly have been guilty of hiring bad Sirmons, we have been guilty of criticizing coaches and players unfairly perhaps, and we have even been guilty of the bitterness that comes with receiving little to no respect. Like I said, we've been there. But, the reason why I am proud to be a State fan is simply because, for the most of us, we have never let that bitterness, and at times downright annoyance, ever turn to hatred. It's not the Starkville way. In a time where it can be very easy to feel overly confident, my prayer is that confidence, does not turn into unruly pride. That would make us no better then the school to the north of the great city of Starkville.
Again, view this post not as a warning of Ole Miss greatness to come, although I would be very careful ruling out these men who have nothing left to lose but dignity and shot at showcasing their talent before transferring. Instead, take it as a moment of thankfulness for what we have, and where we have been. Instead of rejoicing in ones downfall, let us give appreciation in what we were given, a true maroon family of faithfulness and love. We have experienced the taste of new lows, and by blessing we are finally reaping the harvest of the heart of our humble spirit of what I consider God's country, in Starkville, Mississippi. Now that, is something to rejoice in.
Go to hell Ole Miss, yes, but more importantly, praise the lord, and go dogs.
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