10 Years Later: 3-2
It was a fairly pleasant day in God's Country when the #9 Auburn Tigers rolled into Davis Wade to take on the high powered Woody McCorvey offense of Mississippi State. There's a saying by the wise Dalai Lama XIV: "No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that's our real disaster.", by God did this fanbase ever lose any ounce of hope left in the program the night of September 13 of 2008.
Our beloved Maroon and White were coming off a big-time win against the Southeastern Louisiana Lions and a loss in Ruston against powerhouse LaTech. Little did we know that we were about enter into a dimension of hell that usually reserved for the most sinful of mankind. Sly Croom and Tommy Tuberville were the gatekeepers of this hell and, by God, we were about to be thrown in headfirst.
There was a strange optimism about this matchup, for whatever reason, by the MSU fanbase. Perhaps, we were so numb to the pain that we didn't think it could get any damn worse. The Dawg Walk was filled with a fanbase, deflated like a kickball driven over by a convoy of semis, that just craved somehow sharing our pain with a fellow SEC foe.
A dear friend of mine mentioned --- "Damn, I hope we win, but I bet we lose by like a point." as we wandered through the Junction. I nodded in agreement, I too believed that we'd come close to knocking off the Tigers. Perhaps, in a defensive struggle with a final score of say 14-13.
Upon entering Davis Wade, we were acting as normal shit-head teenagers would: by being complete dickheads. Hooting and hollering at every individual we'd see wearing orange and navy. That was when we spotted Aubie, the beloved mascot of the Tigers, beginning to put on his "paws".
"Hey Aubie, you suck!", my dear friend shouted with great confidence. The beloved, meth bender looking mascot turned around with an ungloved hand and gave us the patented one finger salute that most shitty teens deserve. Little did we know, that one finger would also represent the final score of this SEC clash.
We got comfortable in our seats-then the blackness took hold. I came to in the fourth quarter, with the Plainsmen penned deep in their own territory. Surely the actually serviceable Bulldog defense could get a turnover or a stop in this situation...
The crowd roared! A safety! Holy shit, who got the stop?! That's when everyone noticed it was a hold in the end zone. A damn holding penalty gave us our only score of this instant classic. For the love of all that is holy, the refs had gift wrapped us the points! At this juncture, it was Auburn 3 - SEC Referees 2.
The MSU faithful got excited, there was jubilation and praises to whatever God each fan believed in, we were about to knockoff a top ten team! We ran to the bottom of the stands in anticipation of storming the field with the other members of the Maroon family.
Poof! Then, the game ended. There's no point in rehashing what little stats or events happened in this battle. Much like the disappearance of Amelia Earhart, it just happened and there was no explanation to what happened (besides both teams being coach by two incredibly inept stooges).
Fans walking out of the stadium didn't seem upset, they seemed numb, like any individuals that had seen many a great atrocity over the years. They were all shuffling out of that hell-scape like a pack of the damned through the gates of Hades.
I threw my hands in the air. "FIRE HIM NOW. HOW DO YOU LOSE 3-2?!", I screeched like a banshee into night.
A blue-haired, skinny as a beanstalk fan with "Let Me Speak to the Manager" hairdo spun around with the force of a turbine on a jetliner's wing and hollered with backwoods rage, "HE'S OUR COACH. YOU MUST SUPPORT HIM!"
It was at this point that I glared at the scoreboard once more and saw 3-2. I believed at that moment, my fanhood would continue to be a living hell. Until a hunchbacked fella from Gainesville would arrive and make it a little better.
If you’re a sadist you can find the stats on the athletic department’s site.
I was at that defensive battle of a game and I know my Dogs went on to suck big-time but the Tiger/Warbird, surely they did too, but I'm too old and lazy to look that crappy game up and Google probably doesn't know it exits. I saw were there were 78 views and no post so I thought I'd start and may we can have 3-2 good vs bad ones here on out.