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May 6, 2008

AGGIES TO SERVICE DOG. UM, “GET SERVICE DOG.” APOLOGIES.

Boo, hiss, bark: Texas A&M has chosen to ignore our sage advice–that the next Aggie mascot be a ferocious, misbegotten beast of a dog closer to a hyena than a smooth collie–and is going with “a collie-like dog.”

“She is very likely to be a collie-like dog. Something that looks similar to a collie,” Bresciani said.

According to the e-mail, there is a possibility that the next mascot will be a golden retriever. But the most unusual thing about the selection is that it is likely the next mascot will have been trained as a service dog.

The dog will likely have some service dog training because of the stress placed on the mascot, which likely has a busier schedule than you. Dogs can’t handle stress very well, as they tend to start biting things at random, making them very similar to Jim Delany or a liquored-up Ron Franklin.

We remain deeply saddened at the choice, if only because we had such dreams of the possibilities for the mascot:


And introducing Texas A&M’s new mascot…MAUAJI, DESTROYER OF FOES. Oh, and his handler, Steve.

March 7, 2008

POLICY STATEMENT: AGGIES, GET A MUTT

The debate over replacing the retiring Reveille VII (that prounounced “vaiiiii”) at Texas A&M has gotten quite spirited for a place priding itself on military traditions like order and swift decision-making. To wit:

“I think Reveille VIII should be an American collie because it’s tradition, and isn’t that what A&M’s all about?” freshman general studies major Emily Hudson said.

Many aren’t so sure.

“Reveille should be a mutt. [Collies] are really spastic and hard to train. And mutts, since they have a mixture of all different genes, they tend to be a lot smarter,” junior marketing major Kelley Baxter said.

Yeah, that’s right. Listen to the person who’s actually declared a major, Texas A&M, and back up because we ’bout to drop some policy:

EDSBS Policy: Texas A&M, you should get a mutt. First, it sets an exemplary standard for your community and for the rest of the world as a whole if you adopt a stray dog–just like the first Reveille–and take it back to campus to become the new, freshly dewormed mascot of your school. It would be timely, too, since stray dogs are the third-greatest threat to Americans in their homes, topped only by our natural enemy the sun and, of course, Kimbo Slice.

All they want is love, your garbage, and a soft place to lay down. Oh, and occasionally a child stolen from the neighbors’ yard to play with, but isn’t that what the road trip to Austin every other year is for? Exactly. Our bluetooth devices are communicating smoothly and processing nicely here.

Slow down your heart rate, man. He’s getting angry!

Second, do not just get any mutt that comes along. No, Aggies, you must select a hoodtastic mix of some of nature’s gnarliest dog breeds all force-humped into a single physical vessel through a genetic lineage so convoluted Mormon polygamists would weep at its complexities. Chow, pit bull, Rottweilers, Cane Corsos, Doberman Pinschers, Anatolian Shephereds, German Pit Chows, Dogo de Argentinas, Brazilian Mastiffs, the rare but powerful Scythian Rape Terrier…all of them need to be present in one form or another here. The final product should look something like Cerebrus, the three headed dog guarding the gates of hell, but only after the bad ass middle head decided it was tired of all the other heads’ yapping and ate them in a 35 second display of horrifying, impressive ferocity.

Take care to raise it with humans and socialize it early and often. And never, ever, leave it with fewer than three people at once, and try to keep it away from flashing lights and loud yells. For football games, sedate with 200 mg Seconal, or whatever amount will get it to a manageable level of fury. It all sounds like trouble, but if you want the Hound of the Baskervilles as envisioned by a Russian bioweapons lab, then you pay the price, amigos.

Oh, and if the Brazos Animal Shelter doesn’t have one of those lying around, you might consider contacting a Russian bioweapons lab. Those people do great work. For an example, just look at Terrence Cody. He cost Saban a pretty pony (no typo–Saban has to feed him one each day), but 900 pound defensive tackles don’t grow all by themselves.

March 6, 2008

VOTE FOR MASCOT, BUY CRAPPY GAME

Wii!

EA Sports is allowing fans to vote for the mascot who will appear on the cover of NCAA 2009 for the Wii, a dubious honor since if the Wii edition of NCAA is as much of an epilepsy simulator as the Madden franchise is, the game will shovel piles of suck in suckhell forever.

(If you haven’t had the chance to play it, its bizarre controls force you to conduct Bernstein’s exact hand gestures from guiding the New York Philharmonic through Mahler’s Fifth. Our favorite move: the “Throw The Goddamn Thing Into the Ficus Plant” move. Never say we don’t know how to throw the ball away when danger nears.)

We cast a vote for Albert, but noticed something previously unseen: SEC mascots are all remorseless killing machines or hammered redneck militiamen with guns. Remember: as a conference we’ve got the only mascot that’s actually been on a killing spree. Toss out the genteel Commodore, and we’ve unveiled the iconic representation of all the Southeastern United States values: fangs, an unstoppable killing urge, little in the way of higher brain function, and a facility with firearms.

December 7, 2007

Curious Index, 12/7/07

The Admiral marches from Annapolis to Atlanta. The Atlanta Journal-Constitution reports that Paul Johnson to Georgia Tech is all but a done deal. We noted on Wednesday that we fully endorse this move.

Georgia Tech fans wanting a complete profile on Paul Johnson are at the wrong site, of course; Orson’s the Jon Stewart of CFB news. But we’re happy to point you to someone who takes this stuff seriously: MGoBlog’s Paul Johnson file.

A tribute to Evil. Texas Tech has suspended the masked rider for a “banned stunt” performed during Tech’s November 17th win over Oklahoma in Lubbock. The Masked Rider Committee (who knew?) sanctioned the student mascot after he rode around the stadium with hands raised in the air and reins in his teeth. It’s not quite trying to jump an Ohio river in a motorcycle, but we salute the masked rider for his stuntery nonetheless.

awards. Orson and I vowed not to give a shit about these things this year, but Orson’s love for Tim Tebow far, far outweighs his love for keeping promises. Tebow was the main event last night in Orlando, picking up both the Maxwell and Davey O’Brien awards. The Maxwell Award is presented to CFB’s overall best player; the Davey O’Brien to the nation’s top quarterback. Other winners included:

Doak Walker Award (Best RB): Darren McFadden
Fred Biletnikoff Award (Best WR): Michael Crabtree
Chuck Bednarik (Best Defensive Player): Dan Connor
Outland Trophy (Best Lineman): Glenn Dorsey
Jim Thorpe Award (Best DB): Antoine Cason
Lou Groza (Best PK): Thomas Weber
Ray Guy (Best Punter): Durant Brooks

And last, this year’s Heisman Finalists were announced: Tim Tebow, Darren McFadden, Chase Daniel, and Colt Brennan. Four system quarterbacks. Huh.

10-4 That’s it for me this week; Holly or JHC may have some more for you later. Orson returns from vacation this weekend, so join us Sunday night for EDSBS LIVE if you’re around. It’s been a fun week, if not quite funny. Orson will take care of that upon his return.

September 25, 2007

THE SCOURGE OF MASCOT VIOLENCE, CONT’D

We can’t remember a year more fraught with the scourge of mascot-on-mascot violence: first the Oregon Duck’s teabagging of poor Shasta, the Houston Cougars’ mascot, and now a tussle between James Madison University’s Duke Dog and the Coastal Carolina Chanticleer.

The incident began when Duke Dog of JMU refused a handshake from the Chanticleer. the Duke then attempted an ill-advised kick to the tailfeathers of the Chanticleer, perhaps assuming that with such a sissified Chaucerian name, he’d hie to the nearest plush couch and pour out his sorrows with quill and ink whilst sipping on a nice glass of port.

He thought wrong. Chanticleer ain’t no punk!

The whole incident is allegedly organic, with JMU’s student newspaper calling for Duke to be “put on a leash” for his behavior while the Chanticleer is being excuse by Coastal because “he was letting it go.” The duke should learn this lesson, though: mess one too many times with the rabble, and get rammed by more angry cock than you can handle.

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