re: Ode to the App's

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I don't think he has the score correct here either...I thought it was 41-7...

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Nope, 45-0 and 48-7 were the two scores of the first two games of the season last year for LSU.

Silence ... you dog

Your green-eyed jealousy of Virginia Tech and their accomplishments in 2007 are unjustified.

VT was preseason # 9 last year, fell to # 18 after LSU trounced them, then we watched as they rose to number 3 after regular season play.

THEY WERE BEATEN BY A STIFLING DEFENSE THAT IS GOING TO SHOW YOU APPHOLES NO MERCY

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You will fare no better than VT against the great LSU defense.

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your act got old on tigerforums.com.

yeah, you always talked a lot of smack, that's for sure.

at least you'll make this board somewhat interesting.

maybe you could make a rantard cry every now and then?

If that rantard gets in the way of my LSU Tigers, we'll grease the treads of the Tiger Tank with his entrails

Another great thing about this site I like, it's the cool icons ... my favorites

Hey Swamp breath...See if you are really creative (and you will have to be!!) Write a short one about the feelings of all you bayou bastards and your hurt feelings when the upset happens...

I am very tired this a.m. but will begin to work on some sophomoric literature for you...(Well not you since it won't have any pictures...haha)

You never know !!!!

Thats what is great about LIGHTNING and Football!

GO APP ---- Rewrite that Ode Aug 30 !!!!!!!!!!

ODE to the APPHOLES … The Prequel

The boys from Boone came to town that day.

A Michigan team, top ranked, they did play.

The season was on, and they all gave a cheer,

The Ann Arbor boys just gave them a sneer.





The Appholes came into Ann Arbor as Tune-up Game

Hardly raising an eyebrow, they were moths to a flame

The Vaunted Wolverines were gonna stomp them that day

On their path to the Rose Bowl, their best ball would they play.


Coach Carr thought ‘em ready, but they really were not.

Armanti showed them … When you’re hot, you’re hot.

Armanti ran to the left and Armanti ran to the right

Armanti turned up the field and was soon out of sight

Armanti ran and he ran and he ran some more

Till his Wolverine chase team headed for the door

Armanti

The halftime score 28-14 shocked all College Football

How could Carr’s Wolverines lose to a school so small

Carr’d have ‘em breathing fire, Carr’d have ‘em spitting nails,

He’d find a way to motivate the Wolverines off their tails

They’d come out in the second half and make Armanti pay,

Their pride would not take a fall, the Defense would save the day



The wolverines charged and they roared back late in the second half

Hart’s fifty yard go-ahead run made all the cocky Wolverines laugh

For they had shut out poor Armanti in quarters three and four

The outcome was a certainty, Victory for Michigan was sure.

Four minutes remained, Armanti he rose, and threw an errant pass

Englemon had picked it off, and Armanti lay there on his arse.

The Appholes chances looked so dark and hope was beginning to dim

That bright summer afternoon in Ann Arbor against Mighty Michigan

The Great Armanti, fast and sleek, had been placed in check,

The Appalachian State upset train was now a total wreck.


It was thirty-two to thirty one when they held Michigan on downs,

Michigan would kick a field goal, and give more laughter to the clowns

But alas the kick was blocked, and Armanti had another chance

He had a final drive for redemption to make the Appholes dance.

Armanti :cheers:

Armanti drove ‘em those 70 yards, oh did he juke and jive

All College football held its breath, watching that final drive

Carr’s sideline antics were comical when the field goal sailed right through

The score was now Appholes thirty-four, poor Michigan just thirty-two.



The Michigan crowd went deathly silent, 100,000 in a trance

Their Mighty Wolverines would never now be invited to the dance

Henne’s Hail Mary to Mannigham brought the crowd back to their feet,

The fifty yard toss had moved the chains, the Appholes were in retreat.

The ball was down, the clock was stopped, it was now on the twenty

With six seconds left, a field goal try was there with time a plenty.


Gingell trotted out to the yells and the cheers, the Wolverines they had no fears.

Gingell would hit the chip shot and save the day, Armanti’s heroics would go away.

But the Football Gods, they’d have the last laugh, and the field goal was yet another gaff.

An easy kick blocked, the Wolverines undone, and Armanti the hero, the legend was borne.



Now you're wondering what all this has to do

With the game this Saturday against LSU

Well Tigers and Appholes, we're all fans you know

So, I raise a great toast to Armanti and foe

We're so happy that you beat dear old Michigan

We wish you the best when you play them again


But don't think for a second, you'll come down here

And catch LSU flat, and embarrass us this year.

We're gonna stomp you hard and stomp you all day

Your dogs they will howl, and your mules they will bray

And one thing's for certain, there will be a great cheer

For those LSU Tigers in the first game this year.



When the final score is shone, only one king may sit the throne

LSU, King of Div 1, Appholes King of Div 2

ZERO for the poor Appholes ... LSU 52

You're gonna disembowel OUR TIGER

You even "look cross-eyed" or say anything bad or make a move/twitch a muscle near that Tiger habitat ... Imagine ... 30,000 crazed drunken pre-game fans stomping you to DEATH ... followed by ... your head removed from your body and impaled on a sharp object ... after it's been tossed and kicked around and played with for a while ... and your dragged carcass hung up in the oak trees. You better be on best behavior at the game with our Tiger around, pal. I don't think the cops could even save your sorry rednek arse if you did something stupid.

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