I’ve been pretty silent this football season. Unlike Auburn and their spread, I am about to open it up. Here is a Facebook message I just sent to my long-time friend, Bradley Foust.
Seriously, man, he’s got to go. He can stand at a podium all day and talk about fire, drive, and all the other clichés, but his actions speak much louder than his words. Do you see him on the sideline? I honestly think he means well, but he’s just lost it. At some point, it happens to all coaches. It even happened the mighty Bear in ’82. It’s just his time.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s been a great run, and I appreciate all he’s done. I love that he has led the boys to 7 victories over the bammers in is tenure at Auburn, but you know just as well as I do in the grand scheme of things that wins over UAT are meaningless when we lose to LSU, UGa, Arkansas, Vandy, and MORE. We will NEVER be a championship caliber team as long as that continues to happen. Look up his combined record against LSU, UGa, and Arkansas. Acceptable, but not pretty. In the span of less than a year, he has lead us from the premier program in the state to a distant second. Are you okay with that? I, sir, am not. Those kids deserve better. We, the fans and alumni deserve better. Our beloved University deserves better.
I do NOT listen to FineBUM. I think he’s an idiot who just likes to stir feathers for ratings; however, if he thinks Tuberville should go, I agree with him. I fear change just as much as you or anyone else, but change it not only inevitable, it’s mandatory. The sooner we embrace that cold, hard, fact, the better.
I still believe in Auburn and love it. I will cease my cries of War Eagle on the day I die. I will never make myself blind to reality like bammers do. All good rides must come to an end. It’s been one hell of a ride, but like all the others, it’s reached its end.
My time here is up, and I thank you for yours. War Eagle, buddy. War Eagle.
There will be more to come later. I am far from silent now. War Eagle.