FLORIDA V. UGA: A RANT BEFORE THE PICK

SNL, courtesy of his snot-nosed 11-month old, has spent the better part of this week with a fever and various symptoms associated with the common cold.  On the upside, this has provided ample time to ruminate, reminisce, and otherwise painstakingly contemplate the whole of the Florida-Georgia rivalry.  First and only conclusion to date:  SNL hates Georgia.  Period.

 No, SNL’s hatred is not born of UGA’s lack of sophistry, love of hillbilly colloquialisms, or misplaced belief that Georgia is not the redneck capital of the universe.  (Sure its not, outside of the ATL is there even a city in that godforsaken state?)  Nor is it because Georgians flock to Florida in droves each summer to vacation but hypocritically maintain that Florida is reviling wasteland come football season.  Nor is it because many Georgians believe a female capable of simple math is a “witch” and hold Saddam Hussein personally responsible for 9-11.  Nor is it because Georgia is personified by the err…..”gentlemen” below, who has molded into some curious symbiosis the obnoxiousness of “silver-pantsed” UGA regalia with the KKK’s standard getup. 

  The foregoing are all loathsome facts, worthy of engendering hate of the deepest and most impenetrable sort.  Nonetheless, SNL’s hate is visceral, transcendant,  and incapable of being rigidly cornered by those who would rely such trivialities to support their position.  SNL’s hate of Georgia is quite simply the purest form of emotion known to man-utter, abject, total, and unquenchable despise of all that is adjacent to, abuts, nears, approximates, or is in any way directly or indirectly related to the GD Georgia Bulldogs.  In the words of the quintessential angry wife:  “It is what it is.”

Be back soon with the analysis and prediction….

-So Sayeth the Shepherd