re: Annual SEC mascot cagematch thread

Mike isn't the only real cat. There is also Blue, UK's real wildcat. He has a sweet home in Frankfort where he hangs out with his mate all day. He never comes to any games because he would go crazy around crowds that big.

That aside, I could see some teams forming up - the four felines and the four canines - as sort of tag teams in a survivor series kind of thing.

How in the hell is Truman losing in a mascot fight when he is all methed up?

He probably walks away with the title.

Our bulldog is more black than UGA's....You do the math.

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So we're talking Battle Royal style, not Royal Rumble right?


I'm going with the War Eagle, and here's how it plays out.

UK's Wildcat immediately gets shot by the UT Volunteer.

UGA is the first to get eaten by Albert the Gator, he's inbred, retarded, fat, slow, and has no stamina.

Cockie is the next to go. The Eagle swoops down and plucks him off and heads to the rafters to enjoy his meal.

Bully is next. Revellie has the quicks, collies have some speed and agility, she can juke. Bulldogs cannot, he'll F around and go after Mike and it'll be bad.

I expect the Commodore to climb onto the back of Big Al, if not the Bear is gonna F him up.

Tusk puts up the good fight and bull rushes and gores the Vol, Revellie, and Truman. But Truman is methed out of skull and Truman and Albert team up and bring the 500lb Russian Boar down.

Mike pounces Revellie next.

The Vol reloads and blasts Big Al slowing him down and drawing blood attracting the tigers, it's game over.

The Commodore is left without protection high atop the elephant and the Black Bear and Albert team up again and get him.


Vol shoots Albert.

Black Bear mauls Vol.

This leaves Mike, Truman, Big Al, Black Bear, and War Eagle.

Mike takes out the Bear.

Methed out Truman tussles with Big Al, it takes awhile but eventually the tigers overcome Big Al, all while the War Eagle is swoopin' around the arena 25 ft in the air and out of harm's way.

So the tigers are left, kind of like when tag team partners are the last 2 left in a battle royale and someone has to win, the tigers lock up, it's vicious and ferocious, a battle of battles. When they get over into the ropes, both tied up and trying mightily to finish the other while each of them are continously taking damage and losing blood.... the tigers tire and eventually Truman's meth fueled second wind pushes back and he takes Mike's last breath but the energy expended leaves him sprawled on the mat and susceptible to attack from above.

Enter the War Eagle, and everyone get on the floor and walk the dinosaur.