GET YOUR MIND RIGHT: tNCG Edition

It's time.

Our opponent is talented. They are undefeated. They have a spectacular quarterback and few weaknesses.

I don't fricking care.

These SEC-wannabe cocksuckers don't know what is about to hit them. And what is their response? To talk shite.

Meanwhile A'Shawn Robinson, Jon Allen, Jarran Reed, Reggie Ragland, Tim Williams, and Ryan Anderson are nothing but business. Deadly business. These freaks of nature smell blood in the water and they are ready to rip open some Tiger flesh.

That reminds me. They are THE frickING TIGERS. They proudly wear a horrible shade of ORANGE. They have weird, cultish traditions. They have no tradition yet talk like they are a blue blood. Sounds familiar, doesn't it?

Eddie Jackson is due for an interception. Minkah Fitzpatrick is due for an interception. Hell, Dillon fricking Vanilla Ice Lee is due for an interception. Watson is going to make it rain INTs as he is running for his life from Tim Williams & Co

And then there's Jake "Jay" Coker.

Coker Deep Ball is about to go fricking off. Sparty thought they could stop Henry and Alabama would crumble. Oh, that didn't work out too well, did it? Focus on Henry and Coker will tear you to shreds. Play the pass and Henry will give you a complimentary colonoscopy. So what do you do? I would just give up, but then again, I went to the University of Alabama, and our academic standards make Clemson's look like a fricking community college in Tallahassee.

So strap up, men (and our few women). This is the motherfricking dance. #16. We will not be denied.

What does this game mean to you?

GET YOUR MIND RIGHT.