It’s that time of year where I like to sit back, enjoy a nice bourbon and ginger, and think back on all the things I’m sincerely thankful for. This year, I figured I’d use B/R as a platform to share some of the great things I’m so appreciative of, and I’m sure many of my SC counterparts can relate.
First, to the West: SEC-West, thank you so much for carrying the conference this year. Had y’all been our mirror image in 2011, the conference would have taken a serious hit. But, the number one, two, and three BCS schools are all representing the SEC thanks to the West, and once again the SEC is, by far, the most dominate conference in all of college football. Get some. A special thanks to Arkansas and Auburn for being South Carolina’s only two losses this season. Oh, wait, that’s right, I hate you both.
Second, to the East: A big ol’ thank you to the SEC-East schools for not being as good as the Gamecocks and for letting us beat you, all of you. We ran through the East this year like ____(here, insert your most vulgar comment that B/R would surely and understandably delete if I were to do likewise).
Ridiculous Clemson Fans
I’ll preface this by mentioning that I don’t feel these retarded, redneck Clemson fans are representative of the entire community—there are some stand-up, well-educated fans and alumni out there that I know and appreciate.
Having that said, I am thankful for dense fans like this who, regardless of what Clemson does academically or athletically, discredit any of the university’s accomplishments. The Clemson community actually embraces this guy. If I were Spurrier, I would show this video to all SC recruits who are deciding between USC and CU. Unless you’re trying to recruit White-Power Bill from Arrested Development, I genuinely doubt this would help Clemson’s chances.
Clemson...making the south look trashier than it is since 1889. Thanks, idiots!
Sheffield’s & the Mason Jar
Of course, the second item on my list is a duo of bars. Let me explain. Living in Chicago and working for a company based in New York, I’ve had some awkward nights where I’m the only person in a crowded bar screaming "Gaaaaaaame…" followed by "…Caaaaaaaaaaaacks!" That is, until I discovered Sheffield’s and the Mason Jar in Chicago and NYC, respectively.
It’s nice to have a Gamecock bar where I can go and see a garnet-wearing mob of delinquents who are equally rambunctious on game day as yours truly. Thanks, Gamecock Clubs for keeping it real in the Northeast and Midwest!
Does anyone remember when we first discovered how awesome Lattimore was? I do. For a refresher, see here (03:58 to 05:20 still gives me chills).
Our team has relied immensely on the running game of our once Heisman-hopeful Marcus Lattimore. This year’s season-ending injury to Lattimore was…well, it sucked. I’m glad that we found a stud relief in Brandon Wilds for next year and we found a way to win anyway, but I hate that No. 21 has not been out on the field the past few games.
Knee injuries can end careers, but we’ve just received news that the surgery on Lattimore was successful. He’ll be back, and better than ever. Thank you, Marcus. And thank you, doctors!
The past two years of beating Clemson back-to-back has been great, and I rarely pass up the opportunity to remind my frenemies in orange and purple where they stand.
Most Clemson fans, when reminded of the supremacy Carolina has realized recently, proudly rest their orange and camouflaged caps on the fact they have owned the series from an overall perspective (leading 65-39).
Thankfully, I’m not a history buff, and my herbally-induced short-term memory has served me well in this rivalry, and will continue to do so over the next 60 or so years of my life.