It’s amazing what the mere whiff of a championship season will make people do.

I’m gonna have to really think to try to come close to that.

Wow.

understand, some movies are just like that. I watched “10 Things I hate about you” several times, my sister had it on DVD and yes, I watched multiple times… on purpose. I accidentally watched some of it and when nobody was looking, popped that baby in and watched it start to finish, more than once. Had some cute chicks in it, but thats not enough to justify what I did.

Desperate Housewives a part of my weekly viewing lineup (#1), I own the Desperate Housewives boardgame (#2). It was a gift to my wife and me, but I was on the card, nonetheless. It’s set up like a Trivial Pursuit type game, so knowledge of the show and it’s details are essential. Now for the kicker, my wife was having her annual Christmas party with her girls last year, and I came home a little early. I walk in and they are playing the game. Not only do I voluntarily sit and play, I absolutely clean house (#3).

That’s 3 embarassing (very embarassing) admissions for a 3 TD victory…

You’ve Got Mail…..

I have watched it by myself at least 10 times and could probably resight most the movie word for word. I also love Meg Ryan in French Kiss…another movie i know way to many lines for…..

Go ahead and smerk all you want….Im a man damnit!

Well, I was going to save this for Auburn (and after reading, you’ll understand why), but due to the importance of this game, here goes:

My wife wanted to be an architect, so we moved to the closest school that offered accredited architecture:
Auburn.

We came, happy to attend a school that had a football program, but we have had so many problems with Auburn University, my wife and I now actively cheer against them (When we get free/cheap tickets to the AU game, sometimes you can hear us booing from the students’ section on tv! We’re the ones in crimson.).

There is much more embarrassment to this story than just being stuck down here in Auburn, but you’ll have to stay tuned to learn it all. If we thoroughly crush Mississippi, more embarrassment will come out for the LSU game, and if we defeat LSU, the most embarrassing part of moving down to Auburn will come when we play them.

That would be a junk text message I got on my phone the morning of the Clemson game that I cannot delete because I am convinced it is the reason we are 6-0! The box gets full weekly with work stuff and I have to hand delete so I don’t erase that one…..sad, sad, sad.

I admit this with weighted fingers. The only reason I am admitting something this horribly embarrassing is because I’m really nervous about the game:

Last Christmas, I broke the unpardonable sin of participating in an alcohol-caused, post-vomit hook-up with a larger woman. In my miniscule defense, she DID brush her teeth and use Listerine.

May the Gods have mercy on my soul.

Roll Tide…

I just watched the trailer to Stick It twice with the audio muted. Is that lame or just creepy?

i have to admitt that wendesday night i was sitting in the recliner after just bashing the hell out of Snow, and the thought of McAdams came racing into my head. So without hesitation, I bolted over to the DVD rack, found my Favorite McAdams movie, and proceeded to watch it…..which one you ask? Well, The Notebook, oh it gets better.

Blowing off baseball and a night with the guys and ended up crying like a baby, LIKE I ALWAYS DO, at the end

Who needs to get something off his chest…

http://www.trackemtigers.com/2008/10/17/636840/some-of-this-stuff-you-can

Embarrassing admissions time. I don’t usually add my own in because I’ve not got that many, I figure. But Ole Miss is a concern, and I want as much of our A-Game there as possible. So here it goes, and may the Football Gods have mercy on my soul.

I might be the only guy to have ever done this, and it’s a doozy. I’ll admit that one time in a previous relationship, I have faked an “O” just to get things over with and get the girl to go home. Naturally, there’s no need to ask for details, but I swear on my great granddaddy’s grave that it’s the truth.

I got dumped by my first love when I was 19 in a fashion so horrendous that I can barely describe (cheated on me…with a guy and a girl…at the same time). Anyway, after dusting my butt off, I slept with her 22 year old sister. Then, I waited three years for her younger sister to turn 18, and I had “knowledge” of her as well. Four years of plotting, planning and morality be damned, I still feel no remorse for it.

yes, I am going to hell.

Well, I had a different admission planned for today, but Todd’s “Stick It” admission changed mine. I read through the “Stick It” admission not knowing what it was, but after I watched the trailer I realized I have watched that movie on the ABC Family channel…twice…alone both times…

and Under the Tuscan Sun were both on last night…i used channel ’’swap’’ button to watch both instead of FSU or Boston…I just realized how unmanly that is…think I will have nails for lunch now!

I was saving this for Auburn but, I have done enough stupid shit in my life to fill a book. From the time as was born until I was about 16 yrs old I was…………….a barner…..hangs head in shame. My sister is an Alum and we use to have season tickets. I grew up running around the eagle cage and even saw the 1st game (bama) in Jordan hare. gasp. As I was trying to decide which college to attend I visited both schools a few time and something pulled me to the University.

The turning point in my life happened at 17yrs old. An older friend was the bouncer at The Gspot and we went for a weekend visit. He let me and my future roommate in and all of a sudden the light came on. and I realized that I had entered God’s country. About 8 shots of Jose and a long night of puking behind the dumpster and i never put in an app at the East Waste Lands. The rest as the say is a mystery bc I damn sure don’t remember.

I blame my father for this one bc my Grandmother is a die hard Bear/bama fan and always has been so he converted me to the darkside without my consent. The other day she gave me an old Lp with a recording of the bear. At 88 she still does not miss a game and is as sharp as a tack.

Is there a RBR tailgate this weekend? I am leaving work right now.

…trouble coming up with something for this game, but here’s what I’ve got:

1. I own the following album: Let’s Go All The Way by Sly Fox.

2. I own the following DVD: My Big Fat Greek Wedding.

3. I almost voted for Ross Perot in 1992.

things are starting to get carried away here…

I’ve watched Singing in the Rain more times than I can count. Occasionally I’ll just put the DVD in and skip around to the songs I’m in the mood for. With the exception of Jimmy Stewart, who flew planes and bombed Nazis, I think he was the coolest guy to come out of “golden age” Hollywood.

I started reading this site, thinking you guys were all a bunch of cool Bama fans. Now you guys are kinda creeping me out. Except for Stuck in the Plains. Dude, nailing sisters is a notch in the bedpost; something to be proud of-not embarassed. DBTide: “Watching Hannah Montana with my 7 year old female cousin” sounds a little sexualpredatory:)

Its like a therapy session and the RBR readers are your shrinks….

i would venture a guess that if in a room full of men, not one of you would admit to any of this. Even to save your life…..

          Not to hijack Todd’s thread – maybe this could be a seperate deal – but do any of you have a game day ritual? For example: I am simultaniously superstitious and visciously anti superstition. A few hours before the first game of every season I go to Jos. A. Banks, buy a particular crimson with white stripes tie, and then get my wife (this has no tie in with the superstition, she has more legible handwriting) write each game,date, and whether it’s home or away on the back of it in paint pen. I wear the tie from kick off to the final whistle of each game and then record the score on it. As to my shirt, it must be white and ironed on game day (no dry cleaning or night before pressings… ULM tought me that.) The thing is I know how absurd any pregame preamble is, but there is a degree of fun to it.
        We, as fans can only do, well nothing. We can only pretend that we affect the outcome.
I enjoy wearing my tie on gameday. I particularly like that I wear it with jeans and flip-flops (unless its a big game and then I wear Saban grey slacks and black wing tips.)
        Does anyone else have a fun superstition? I look forward to ironing my game day shirt because, as absurd as it sound, to me that means Bama’s playing soon.
        Conundrum: 2005, we are 10 and 2, I think the tie is lucky and, rather than buying a new one wear the same tie for a second season in 2006. We suck, Shula gets fired. We hire Saban. Bad tie from a win/loss perspective or best tie ever for orchestrating the Shula firing/Saban hiring.
       I know I’m not alone in this. At least one of you has a game day ritual.

…this week’s admission seems to be crappy chick flicks…

I’ve seen Honey. A whole bunch of us were going to my brother’s house to watch soccer one night and grill out before the game. We didn’t know his wife would have control of the TV until the game came on and she was watching that craptastic movie. Rather than hang out on the patio or go listen to music in another room, we all piled in and watched it with her.

…of any crappy chick flicks I secretly enjoy, but any time ANY of the Karate Kid movies are on I feel compelled to watch them to the end. When I was a kid my grandmother took me to see part I and I bawled at the end. In fact I still get teary-eyed each time I watch it.