Upon taking my usual seat in Section R shortly before kickoff of
Saturday's Vandy-Kentucky game, I quickly discovered, to my utter chagrin,
that I was nearly surrounded by fans of the Big Blue. I could hardly
believe it.
Here I was at a Vandy home game, supposedly in a Vandy section, and I
found myself outnumbered... and by fans of a team that really hasn't done
anything significant in years! We've had opposing fans in our section
before, but I can't recall it ever being this bad.
Not that I couldn't understand some Vandy fans' desire to sit this one
out. The game-time weather was cold, wet, and forbidding, and Vanderbilt
hadn't given its faithful fans much to cheer about this season since the
easy win over hapless Chattanooga.
Still, to all those Vandy fans yesterday who bailed on the Commodores
and sold their tickets to blue-clad Kentucky folks, I'm tempted to say (1)
shame on you, and (2) nyah-nah-nah-nah-nah.
But I'll refrain. The unrestrained joy after the Commodores'
breakthrough win has left me virtually speechless.
Instead, on behalf of all those who couldn't be there, regardless of
the reason, let me just tell you some of what you missed:
You missed the win that snapped an eight-game losing streak, a 23-game
SEC losing streak, a 13-game Division I-A losing streak, and a 21-game
home SEC losing streak.
You missed Bobby Johnson's first SEC win ever (hopefully, the first of
many), and his first Gatorade shower as Vanderbilt's coach.
You missed the chance to pay your last respects to a small but dedicated
group of seniors, most of whom had nobly given four and five years of
sweat and blood, just in order enjoy a day like today. (At right:
defensive back Nick Lyle, with his parents Les and Julie Lyle.)
You missed the finest performance to date by Jay Cutler (4 touchdown
passes, 129 yards rushing)-- but of course, at the rate he's improving, he
may better that performance next week.
You missed another fabulous performance by the Vanderbilt defense, which
sacked the notoriously-hard-to-sack Jared Lorenzen four times and
intercepted him once. (Think the doughboy won't have nightmares about
seeing Jovan Haye in his rearview?)
You missed the chance to send all those haughty Blue Misters back to
the Commonwealth with an ugly "L". Boy, did they get quiet in a
hurry when Vandy went up 21-3 in the third quarter! As Vandy Lance put it,
"We spanked 'em good, and made 'em like it."
You missed a sight which hadn't been seen at Vanderbilt Stadium since
1998-- the sight of both goalposts coming down after a hard-earned
victory. Had you been so inclined, you might even have joined the students
who jubilantly, dutifully assaulted the uprights and paraded them around
campus as though Vandy had just won the BCS.
(Students, you were great, by the way, and Coach Johnson talked about
you after the game. "I guess they hadn't had the chance to [tear down
goalposts] in a while," Johnson said. "But these Vanderbilt
kids, they're smart. They catch on fast.")
You missed the chance to slap the players and coaches on the back as
they crossed the street back to McGugin Center. Their uncontainable smiles
were enough to bring a tear to this jaded fan's eye.
Though it didn't come until the
next-to-last game of the season, the win was huge for a program and fan
base that was really starting to feel the tension. For weeks, coaches and
fans had wondered what might happen were the Commodores to put together
four solid quarters of football.
On a cold, wet, November Saturday, at just about the time most people
had given the Commodores up for dead, it happened.
"We have great fans," said Johnson. "We have to have
great fans to stick with us through that kind of a streak."
I won't judge anyone else who wouldn't / couldn't be there-- but I will
say, I sure was glad these old eyes were around to see it.