I’m sure there was some baby-making happening last night up in the hills of Tennessee, as there will be much hooting and hollering over the Vowels’ first national championship in any team sport since (checks notes) 2009, which was their women’s indoor track and field and prior was only Pat Summit’s basketball team in 2007 and 2008.
Still though, there’s this:
It’s just true.
Anyway, trust that there’s going to be a slew of hill people giving birth to kids in nine months that’ll be named Tony or Tonya, or Baseball, or some such bullshit that commemorates the evening. I hope their memory of the night, to include playing Morgan Wallen songs and whispering sweet nothings into a sister’s ear while secretly staring at your Peyton Manning poster on the wall, can hold them over for another 15 years or so.
FTMFs.
Shit. I was pulling for a meteor, or at least the Aggies.
See if the name Twenty-two comes up.
Bobby Hill was scouting the talent having heard there was some “big league arms” and “heavy hitters” already in Knoxville. He hates scouting trips now that he and cousin Luanne are expecting.
Goats in the picture? The photo I see didn’t include the Vol cheerleaders.
l live in West Tennessee; one of the vowels starters is from my town…glad we’re smoking them in football. They are a handful out here if you let them get good…