You're On Notice, Dawg! Week Whatever The Hell This Is.

Ed. Note: In order to maintain the family-friendly nature of the blog, every curse word has been removed and replaced with (expletive). (expletive)ing (expletive) rules.

I ain't even gonna build it up with some kind of fancy intro.  I'm madder than hell, and I ain't gonna put off the inevitable (expletive)-whipping that's coming in the post below, which is the second for us in the last 24 hours.

For week whatever the hell this is, You're On Notice, Dawg!

In exactly one particular order:

1) Steve Spurrier - (expletive)ing (expletive).  God(expletive) (expletive)ing (expletive)-stained pig-(expletive)ing (expletive) monkey (expletive)er sorry-(expletive) son of a (expletive).

2) Everybody and Everything Associated With This Team -

Congratulations, 2014 Georgia Bulldogs. You went into Jacksonville and made history. It's irrelevant whether it's the history you wanted to make or not, because that's a (expletive) log that will be floating in that cesspool called the St. John's River for a long, long time.  You know that song that says "And just one mistake is all it will take. We'll go down in history.  Remember me for centuries?"  Welp, you made a hell of a lot more than one (expletive)ing mistake on Saturday.  And now, you will be remembered forever as the Georgia squad that gave up the most rushing yardage in history to the Florida Gators, and who lost the point spread by the largest margin in history to the Gators, as well.

Oh, I'm sorry, did I make you mad?  Does that upset you?  WELL IT SHOULD (expletive)ING UPSET YOU, (expletive) IT. That was the most disgraceful, disgusting display I've ever seen on the field in Jacksonville... and I was there for almost every single game in the 90's. During the Spurrier era, we were just outmanned and outgunned. Even during the Urban Meyer-era beatdowns of 2008 and 2009, we at least lost to a squad that had the irresistable force named Tebow.

But in 2014... none of that was the case.  This year, we game into Jacksonville outmanning the Gators, and sure as hell outgunning them. And we delivered a faceplant the likes of which we've literally never seen in that venue.  Georgia was a 13.5-point favorite going into the game and lost by 18 points.  That's a performance of -31.5 points against the spread.  The only game even close to that kind of meltdown was the 2008 game, when Tim Tebow Tebow'ed all over our face all day. But we were a 7.5 point underdog to begin with in that game.  We weren't even supposed to win... we just lost worse than we were supposed to lose to a good Gator team.

And by the way, this game doesn't make Florida a great team all of a sudden.  They still suck as hard as they have all year.  Their defense isn't as good as the '12 or '13 squads, and their offense has only one dimension. Florida still ranks almost at the bottom of Division I-A in big plays (coming into the day, they had only 64 plays that had gained 10 or more yards, which was second-to-last in Division I-A, ahead of only SMU.  Let me say that again... they were ahead of only SMU in big plays on offense.) They're still going to have to beat either Vanderbilt or South Carolina to be bowl eligible, and neither win is a guarantee for this horrible team.

Are you feeling disgraced?  Well, you should, because that game was disgraceful.  Are you feeling ashamed?  Well, you should, because that performance was shameful. What does that mean for the team, then?  Should they hang their heads in shame and disgrace for the next week?

HELL NO. Because if they do that, they'll go out and get their doors blown off by Kentucky, which is a better team than Florida.  No, this game has to serve as a catalyst to make our men pissed off. They've got to go into Lexington for a dang noon kickoff against the Wildcats and play like they haven't played all year.  Because the Wildcats smell blood now. They know Georgia's vulnerable, and the inspired play led by an "us against the world" mentality after the Gurley suspension has worn off... and in a huge way.

Kentucky is better on offense than Florida and Mizzou, and if their defense can stop the run like Florida's did, we've still got no deep big-play threat.  If go into Commonwealth Stadium with our heads dragging around the ground and throw our shirts on the field and expect to win, the score line might be even uglier than it was this past week.  No, we've got to get angry, and use that anger to help us focus more clearly on getting better during the week.

And as fans, who should we collectively be calling to fire after this horrible debacle, you ask?  NOBODY. That's right... absolutely nobody.  Unless you're going to fire every (expletive)ing coach and dismiss every (expletive)ing player from the team, you can't chuck anybody.  Did we fire Erk Russell after Georgia gave up 430 rushing yards to Auburn in 1978?  Did we fire Vince Dooley?  (expletive) no, we didn't.  Be (expletive)ed as hell at the team for (expletive)ing up royally... that's ok.  That's a natural reaction. But only a complete (expletive)ing moron would call for a (expletive)ing coach to be fired after a loss like this.  (Ok, I admit.  Some Georgia fans are complete (expletive)ing morons.  But you shouldn't be one of them.)

Everybody (expletive)ed up together on this one.  Even the Georgia fans (expletive)ed up.  As the game started, I specifically thought to myself (and almost tweeted) that the UGA side of the stadium sounded a lot less fired up than they should have been, considering that we were supposed to go in there and lay the smack down on arguably our biggest rival. The fans all got up after the Chubb touchdown, obviously... but the spark that has been there in past games just wasn't the same.

Everybody was slack as hell on this past Saturday in Jacksonville.  And everybody needs to get their (expletive) together this week. If the coaches don't get better, we'll lose to Kentucky.  If the players don't get better, we'll lose to Kentucky.  And if the fans don't get better... well, the whole state of Georgia might burn to the ground when we lose to Kentucky.

If you're a football player and are reading this, don't try to forget about the horrible, shameful, disgraceful, embarrassing debacle that we forced to witness on Saturday.  Make it a part of you.  Embrace it.  Let it slither into your soul and make you mad as hell. If you're a fan, don't forget this either... or why you should continue to hate the Florida Gators with the fire of a thousand suns being fueled by the fire of an additional thousand suns.

If you're going to be in Lexington, Kentucky, this coming Saturday, show up early, show up angry, and show up loud. Let the Dawgs know that somebody's gonna have to get destroyed for this, and it might as well be the Wildcats. It's either them or us.

Go Dawgs!