Sympathy For The Rival

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long year

Stole many a man's job and faith

And I was 'round when VanGorder

Had his moment of pride and pain

Made damn sure that he knew

He led a proud program to waste

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

I stuck around in Atlanta

When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed the Dabo and his ministers

Frank Beamer screamed in vain

I rode the Wreck

Was given a big check

When the no-huddles raged

­­­And beat a coach named Richt

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

What's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

I watched with awe

While the Tigers and dawgs

Tried for their lives

To figure out how to stop a dive

I shouted out,

"Who killed the SEC?"

When after all

It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

And I cut block all your linebackers

To get a pitch man free in space

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name

But what's confusing you

Is just the nature of my game

Just as every dawg is a criminal

And all the Yellow Jackets, saints

As heads is tails

Just call me Johnson

'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me

Have some courtesy

Have some sympathy, and some taste

Use all your well-learned politesse

Or I'll lay your soul to waste

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game