Feeling desperate to beat Vanderbilt is a terrible place to be.
It’s like being so hungry that you’re willing to eat canned meat. If you are ever that hungry then you know you are in a bad place.
But here we are in mid-November needing to feel like our Rebels can beat Vanderbilt, and doubting that they can.
It’s called desperation, and that’s what we are – desperate. Desperate for a win over 4-6 Vanderbilt.
If beating Vanderbilt was the equivalent of eating a can of spam, I’m certain just about every person reading this would pour a tall glass of something, grab the can opener and a fork and choke that canned meat down.
Welcome to Year of the Fan!
What a time to be alive!