As a Georgia Bulldog fan, I don't feel like I have to wear clothes with UGA logos on them every day to establish my credibility--anyone who has any doubts whatsoever about my allegiance to my school only has to read this blog, or peruse my curriculum vitae. Or, they could simply glance at my diploma and note that I graduated from UGA in 1983. I went to school (and rode the campus bus) with Herschel Walker. In 1980, I was in the stands in Jacksonville when Lindsey Scott snatched a pass from Buck Belue and somehow outran Florida's defensive backs for a 93-yard miracle that did not involve divine intervention. I was also in the stands at the Sugar Bowl when Penn State upset the Dawgs in 1982. No matter whether we won or lost, I have never been embarrassed by the team to call myself a Georgia fan. Other so-called "fans" are another story, entirely. Some of our fans have made me cringe on occasion. Nobody is perfect. We all make mistakes. I'd be lying if I said that during the national championship game, it never occurred to me that the officiating was so bad that it might have been deliberate, and that UGA was being cheated out of victory by the referee. However, once "the heat of the moment" had passed and the opportunity came to evaluate the 2nd half (and overtime), three things became clear: the officials had missed a number of calls that hurt Georgia and helped Alabama, but Alabama started playing much better football after halftime, and it seemed that the Dawgs became much more conservative with play-calling in the second half. Placing all the blame for … [Read more...]