Glory Be To Saban!

Memba when the fantastic, stunning, stellar, blue ribbon, noble, divine and superlative Alabama Crimson Tide football team was on the brink of ruin starting back in 1995?

Those were good times for our rivals like Tennessee and auburn. In fact, it was a great time for fans all over the SEC and the nation.

Joy was afoot in the college football world because the giant of all giants had seemingly been crushed for time immemorial. The heavenly, gilt-edged, blue-ribboned, top-of-the-line and superlative Crimson Tide had seemingly been vanquished and all rejoiced in drunken and idiotic revelry for a decade.

Then came an angel from heaven, by way of Miami, to resurrect this fallen angel of the gridiron.

And resurrect he did. Rumor is that before the Great Saban arrived in Tuscaloosa, he was a coach at places called Toledo and Michigan State. No one is really sure though because all anyone now remembers is that he is the Alabama coach.

As the greatest college football coach of all time strides into another stadium tomorrow, with the greatest football team in the history of college football following him, expect all resistance to crumble as if mere corn-dog vapors in the wind.

As that dust settles and men who can't be understood by normal people start to beat their wives, slap their children, and kick their dogs at yet another lost chance, rejoice Alabama fans, rejoice.

You have earned it, my friends, as you and your parents and your grandparents and your great-grandparents, etc... have been the driving force behind the unworldly success of the very best team ever to play this game called college football.

Roll Tide!!!