ODE TO A WATERBOY(S)
We don’t have anything unkind to say about the Tennessee Volunteers; losing 59-20 to Florida in hellacious heat and noise on Saturday was unkind enough. (Why was Florida still throwing deep in the 4th quarter up by 20 plus? Because you were still on the field. This is Sparta.)
Instead, we wish to praise the one person we saw besides Rico McCoy working his asscheeks off for Tennessee: the Tennessee Water Boy.
Look at those perfect circles! Not enough can really be said to praise the whirlwind diligence of the collective Tennessee hydration squad on Saturday. Prepping a team for the Dantean furnace of a full game in the Swamp is to the sideline support team what K2 is for a team of mountaineers: the ultimate challenge. Despite a full squad of players and coaches sweating a collective Lake Okechobee of perspiration in the spongy bermuda grass of Florida Field (on a day so mercilessly hot they ran out of Gatorade at the concessions stands on the student side of the stadium,) the Tennessee sideline crew not only lost no one due to cramping, but also managed to:
a.) Keep the cups in those perfect little circles the entire time. We’re not exaggerating. In between watching Tim Tebow throw balls through the chests of Tennessee defenders for long gains, we maintained a steady eye on those circles. Not ten seconds passed before the removal of a cup and the replacement of a cup. Obligatory comment by our brother-in-law Boridicus: a circle is the same shape as a donut, natch.
And b.) The Tennessee crew was moving fast enough to not only hydrate the whole team with the precision of a SEAL team knifing their way through a jungle encampment, but also hand out beverages to the Tennessee fans sitting in the first four rows. Of all the comments we heard on Saturday from Gator fans to Vol fans, two stick out: “Stay hydrated!” and of course, the obligatory “Fuck you!”
So 100 COCKTAILS TO YOU, Vol Hydration squad. Know that on a day of great loss for your team, you played like champions and others took note of your tireless efforts to make thirst your and the team’s bitch. Which it totally is.












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Paul Bryant’s players hydrated by drinking the blood of the vanquished.
Comment by JohnInHuntsville — September 18, 2007 @ 3:50 pm
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eric y: Sammie says you all can go to hell!
jay whitlow: And Sammie is usually right.
eric y and jay whitlow re: Sammie
Comment by eric y — September 17, 2007 @ 8:38 pm
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I thought he had a gravely voice because he chain smoked chesterfields, which I believe may have been the other option to eating sand - smoking unfiltered cig’s in hopes of sucking in some humidity.
Comment by Brian — September 17, 2007 @ 8:18 pm
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It seems that Bobby Boucher is playing for which ever team is playing Notre Dame. That must be some sort of NCAA violation since he is not sitting out one year.
Comment by Anonymous IV — September 17, 2007 @ 5:45 pm
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The funny thing is… their waterboys could all transfer to one of those directional Louisiana schools and beat up on Tennessee in the Bourbon bowl this year
Comment by R.D. Baker - Retired Blogger — September 17, 2007 @ 5:31 pm
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Mr. Pelican Pants that was awesome. The Bama fans are going to be after you now. What was the saying back in the old days, “You would not pour water onto a hot engine, why would you pour it into a hot boy?”
All hydration teams suck when they are compared to the quality of H2O that was prepared by Bobby Boucher for the South Central Louisiana State University Mud Dogs. They made a documentary about him.
Comment by Anonymous IV — September 17, 2007 @ 5:29 pm
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Nice Out of conference, nice.
Comment by tzubear — September 17, 2007 @ 5:12 pm
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Well, back in Bear Bryant days @ Junction, according to Gene Stallings, Bear didnt believe in water. No sir, football is war and your his prisoner of war. You need water? You get it from rain and what you can catch in your helmet, or what you could suck from your undershirt or out of your shoulder pads. Really thirsty? Can’t wait for it to rain? You get to drink sand. Sand? yes, sand….With all the nutrients of many sport drinks, sand has magnetite, clays, chlorite, glauconite, or gypsum and silica as an added bonus. The downside is that you shit glass.(Ouch) But it will make you meaner and stronger. Thats what Coach Stallings attributes his and Coach Bryants gravely voice to. If you were the “best player” of the day, you get to drink bourbon with your sand, and you got a bag of Golden Flake potato chips. I can see why these old school guys thinks that anyone with a Hydration Squad is a bunch of P*&****ys. The old belief was that your body would pass out, but you wouldnt die. Lots of people didnt know that Bear Bryant was senile at age 36, usually drunk from bourbon, asleep in the tower , with sand and chip crumbs in the crook of his mouth, with players in the hospital fartin’ dust before they passed out. Yep, I’ll probaly go to hell for this one.
Comment by Mr Pelican Pants — September 17, 2007 @ 5:00 pm
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Hey, being a waterboy/girl is not as easy as it looks! I’m a first year athletic training student intern, so my duties are mostly limited to pouring the Gatorade. It’s a little intimidating when coach yells “JUICE IN TEN MINUTES!!!”
Comment by Gatorgirl — September 17, 2007 @ 4:52 pm
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#18, nobody beats Georgia’s hydration squad, with Head Water Girl Mrs. Richt. If you thought Richt was a good offensive game planner at FSU, you should have seen the hellish practices she put her hydrators through.
Georgia Water: The most dominant squad in the country, hands down.
Comment by blackertai — September 17, 2007 @ 4:30 pm
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Looks like her arms a little on the fat side to me.
Comment by Out of Conference — September 17, 2007 @ 4:21 pm