I REFUSE to accept the "we're just little ol Miss" excuse for losing any longer. Not me. Not this time. No way. No how. Nada.
Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no. It ain't over until WE say its over. Cause when the going gets tough, ..................................................................................................................................................the tough gets going!!!!
(Slow Dixie playing in the backgound).
This could be the greatest Ole Miss season of our lives, but some are just going to mope around muttering girly man excuses such as "we're too young", "we're too inexperienced", "BS may not make it", "the OL is weak", "we have no experienced recievers", "the games start too early", "the beer is too warm", "Coach O is crazy", "the fanbase is divided", "the pom poms are not the right color", "the uniforms are not right", blah, blah, blah, yada, yada, yada. Well "la di da", you bunch of whining puzzies. I say, that smack talking yahoo Coach West is a dead man. Memphis? Dead, Vandy and that Steve Martin look-a-like coach? Dead. Missouri? Dead. Wake Forest? Dead. Northwestern? Dead. UGA, wittle Mark and that ugly bulldog mascot? Dead. The Crimson Turds and that dumbass elephant and sissy coach Shula? Dead on arrival. The Hogs' Dick and Nutts? Deader than rooster fries. LSU and the last hooray of Less is more filling Miles? Deader than a gigged frog. AU and the Wingnutts? Deader than a road kill buzzard. Kentucky and the soggy bottom blue grass boys? Deader than the Dixie Chicks. MSU and the Black Bear? Stone Cold Dead. Needermeyer? Dead. Wormer? Dead. Who's with me??????
(Rousing redition of Dixie )
Let's DOOOOOOOO ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah baby.
(Break down into a little "South's gonna do it again" by Charlie Daniels, with me doing an up tempo turkey in the straw routine ).