Building on BigBamaLafayetteLA's post from yesterday, it's time to make a plan. We're one week away from what will God-willing be a glorious football season and we've got to figure out how to appease the football gods. Lord knows last year's photo mosaic debacle wasn't enough to do the trick. I know we enjoy it when Todd consumes awful things and films the process for us, but that's been done already...do we really want to test the likelihood of BCS Championship lightning striking twice? I'm pretty sure there's no way our fearless Blogtator can top this.
You're all beautiful and most of you seem to have exhibitionist tendencies, maybe it's time to put your money where your pretty mouth is. What if we, the RBR commentariat, take it upon ourselves to propel our beloved team to victory?
Speaking of pretty, the lovely and talented Mr. Spock Jenkins has assured me he's willing consume some weird German ickiness to cement our victory over the disgusting tennessee volunteers. Stuck in the Plains lives in Hawaii...you just know there's some exotic awesomeness out there. Maybe some horrible Hawaiian grub is what it'll take to beat LSU. AlabamaJammer...in Arizona, right? Pick up some cactus and ingest it for the team and we'll surely manhandle the Hogs. I nominate BR07 take care of the Barn, since his hatred of them is awe-inspiring. Bammer, of course, will have to eat oatmeal.
It doesn't have to be food, necessarily. I am willing to drink all the tequila in Texas if it'll help (given LittleSis's love of the stuff, I'm guessing she'd aid in this pursuit?). Maybe we go for cocktails this year? Though, to be honest, I'm not sure I've ever met a cocktail I didn't like.
What say you, brothers and sisters?