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UNC playing some nasty defense...I like it!

Sorry if this has already been mentioned in another thread. UNC gave Fedora a 7-year extension. http://sports.yahoo.com/blogs/ncaaf-dr-saturday/north-carolina-agrees-to-seven-year-deal-with-coach-larry-fedora-195037079.html

Actually, I was there when the order was given and captured it on video. It was a little different than you described.

Stated in the contract as an hourly wage? No Way! $1 Mil divided by the number of hours of personal effort required to extinguish this dumpster fire equaling $17.50 ? High probability!

Here is my favorite candidate for defensive coordinator - he teaches really nasty schemes and techniques. Here he is at the presser as he was introduced for his current position, three years ago:

"The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry”

He can do that, but the way this thing has gone I think we each have a bone already!

If you are waiting for an official announcement, I'm pretty sure it will come from this end... That guy is always talkin' shit!

RV says "Goodbye!" and starts thinking of a Plan B.

The Trifecta!!

This. My hope rests with Smatty on this one because I don't think we've ever had a president before that knew what good basketball looks like, from the coaches on the bench, to the players on the floor, to the promotion of the fan experience. What constraints (financial, political, managerial) he labors under at this moment are unknowns but I hope he will prevail.

Oh, but Benford said in the postgame interview that he doesn't know why the free throw shooting is so bad. Why, they practice free throw shooting at 7:00 a.m. every day; "We call it 'The Early Bird'" he said. Well, they are definitely wormy!

Need another clue?

He ain't sick...he's Benford'd.

A man of letters, that great Tasty Greek, was oft wont to show he had cheek. Right out of the gate, his writings would titillate, as the MFing Eagles went limply up the creek!

A family legend says that my first complete sentence was "Wook at the sumbitchin spider!". Heard it at various times from father, grandmother, great-grandmother, aunts and uncles. Just that good old midwestern upbringing.

GIFs are the devil's playthings! You can have a helluva good time with them. We don't need no stinkin' poll!

Scott Frost will definitely retain the team's physical therapist!

I was a December grad. I remember having a COBA graduation in the auditorium and then a "biggie" in the Super Pit. That was so long ago we used torches for light and the buffet at the reception was a mastadon carcass.

Back to my original gut feeling...DD goes with Fuente. Those Memphis MFers will miss him.

Here I am, finding out that Littrell has signed, in cartoon drawn by grandson: Here I am having lunch with grandson when I find out Littrell withdrew his candidacy:

This. Just because he has turned out not to be the second coming of Johnny Unitas doesn't mean he can't contribute to the success of the team. As long as he continues to put in the effort and be the team man I think he is, the new coach will probably want him to stay.

I did not participate this year. I remember thinking about it until what I was thinking became unthinkable. Didn't want to be a Debby Downer. I will confess that I did not see 1 -11 coming until the week before Portland State, and I posted my thoughts then. Very, very sorry that the scenario came true. Well, next year is another year.

Clemson comes out breathing fire and their defense keeps UNC off the board in the first quarter. In the second quarter, UNC drives the ball at will between the 20s but has to settle for three field goals. Score at half, Clemson 21 - UNC 9. The scene opens with the interior of the UNC dressing room. The players, seated with blankets draped over their shoulders, are dejected and silent. The door pushes open and Littrell walks in. They look at Littrell in mute apology, then guiltily away, as if to avoid his eyes. His dark-circled eyes range over the players for a full moment of unbroken silence. Then, quietly, as if the game didn't matter to him: Littrell: Well, boys ... I haven't a thing to say. Played a great game...all of you. Great game. (He tries to smile.) I guess we just can't expect to win ‘em all. (Littrell pauses and says quietly). I'm going to tell you something I've kept to myself for years -- None of you ever knew George Gipp. It was long before your time. But you know what a tradition he is at UNC... (There is gentle, faraway look in his eyes as he recalls the boy's words). And the last thing he said to me -- "Litty," he said - "sometime, when the team is up against it -- and the breaks are beating the boys -- tell them to go out there with all they got and win just one for the Gipper... (Littrell's eyes become misty and his voice is unsteady as he finishes). I don't know where I'll be then, Litty", he said - "but I'll know about it - and I'll be happy." There is a hushed stillness as Littrell and the crowd of boys look at each other. In the midst of this tense silence, Littrell quietly says "Alright," to the men beside him, and he walks slowly out of the dressing room. PLAYER # 12: Well, what are we waiting for? Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Let's kick some Clemson ass! With a single roar, the players throw off their blankets and rush through the doorway. UNC's defense holds Clemson scoreless in the third quarter and Littrell's play-calling wizardry gets 14 points on the board for UNC. In the fourth quarter, with the clock running down and UNC behind 28 - 23, Littrell calls a quarterback draw on 3rd and 9 from the Clemson 22 yard line...the play is stuffed and time runs out. Littrell addresses the team and says "Ya'll can go to hell...I'm going to North Texas!".