This is it, folks, the big one of the regular season. For every game thus far, victory has been all but assured going in and the Hoo Doo was about nothing but injury prevention. That’s not the case this week, as the most formidable foe in the conference comes rolling into town with an eight year chip on its shoulder. You know what you have to do.
Give us your best and please send your content to be featured in future Hoo Doo posts to RBRhoodoo@gmail.com. We need it.
We know that you miss the Friday Hoo Doo thread, and that we are at least partly to blame for Alabama’s poor injury luck. The problem is, any one person has only so many stories to tell. I do not have the time or creativity to make something up every week just so we can have a thread.
I do, however, have an idea and modest proposal. None of these traditions are really about the writers anyway, they belong to the community at large. Why not feature some of your own infamous moments, in full color?
I have created a new email account, RBRhoodoo@gmail.com, for the express purpose of receiving Hoo Doo photo and video submissions. We will review them and select one each week during the season to feature. As usual, readers will comment below with their own tales.
The only criteria, being that this is a #familyblawg and all, is that all submissions must be PG rated. Please include a quick story behind the visual and permission to post. Videos will be published to Youtube if you send me a file, or you can send a link if it is already on the web somewhere that will allow an embed. Photos can generally be uploaded with no issues. Also, tell me how you wish to be credited, by name or your RBR username.
This week’s header comes from overachiever Juggerott, who has now submitted two outstanding Hoo Doo tales for us. Don’t the rest of you feel bad about yourselves now? Anyway, here it is, and it’s a doozy:
My wife and I will be married for 20 years next March and have been a couple for 23 years last August. We met when I was serving in The Navy in Georgia, and she is absolutely my soulmate, going so far as adopting Alabama as her team despite her family’s Georgia ties. On the day we got married, I decided I wanted to do something “special” for her for our wedding night, so I purchased a pair of exotic dancers underwear, complete with the accessories to make it appear to be a “rooster”.
Not really putting more forethought into it than that, I decided to wear these under my suit for the wedding. So the day arrives and we are in the base chapel. It’s a packed house as our families filled the modest sized church. Our official for the ceremony was a Navy Lieutenant, who ironically enough was from Auburn. I walk up to the alter with my best man in tow, and stand awaiting my soon to be wife walk down the aisle.The music begins to play and she appears in view, looking stunning. I mean she literally took my breath away here.
As she walks towards me, my body begins to have an “involuntary” response. Awkward to be sure, but that was only half of it. As the music closes, she is standing next to me and suddenly I hear a faint noise, very quiet and muffled, only loud enough to be heard by those on the stage. My wife looks at me puzzled as the preacher notices the sound as well. Suddenly I realize the sound is a rooster crowing and I turn white. Everyone on the stage is looking around try to determine the source of the noise. Finally I get the pastors attention, who luckily was a younger man, and through my look of anguish he realized I was the source of the noise and immediately, and loudly began the ceremony.
.So, for many this would be a hilarious wedding story in itself that would bring laughs for years to come, but lets just say this was only the beginning of the hilarity that would be my wedding day. Those are stories for another Hoodoo.
Wow. That is fantastic Hoo Doo, Juggerott. Thank you for not being too chicken to tell it.
May this, along with all of your confessions in the comment section, be sufficient to get us through another week with a comfortable victory and no major injuries.
Hoo Doo away, for the good of the team, and think about any photos or videos you have to submit to Football Loki in the future.