R.I.P.

UGA VI.

Unfortunately, I received this news while visiting my new nephew, whose father and grandfather (no relation to me, of course) are Gator fans. Grandfather, a haggard, bitter, and ugly old man, said, "What do they do when a bulldog dies?"

"They bury him in Sanford Stadium," I replied.

He nodded with seeming respect. Then, deadpan: "Figured they'd sell him to a Vietnamese restaurant."

You gotta love the tangled ties of an SEC family.