Introduction
The 11/11/2021, Veterans Day, article included the bet, with an apology to our mother (Betty Lou Wood Ferrell, 11/24/1932-12/27/2000), that I made with my veteran brother.
Which brother won the bet? Read on to find out!
Saturday, 11/13/2021: Georgia Bulldogs 41, Tennessee Vols 17
Yesterday, the unranked Tennessee Vols (my second favorite SEC college football team) lost at home on their homecoming to the number one ranked Georgia Bulldogs (my favorite SEC college football team)! It was a 24-point win, a stomp! The score was four points shy of being a double stomp. The Georgia Bulldogs website has a PDF document of the game statistics. (Click “View Full Screen.”)
I would rather see the Vols win instead of lose, unless they are playing the Bulldogs! I do not have enough decades left to live to see the Vols become competitive for an SEC championship or even a national championship. The Bulldogs remain consistently in the hunt. This year may be their year. We will see.
Conclusion
Yesterday, my youngest brother called during the game. He doesn't care about college football anymore. I paused my very vocal, as Mrs. Appalachian Irishman can affirm, reactions during the game. Coming up on Tuesday, 11/30/2021, the eldest daughter of my brother and his wife has a high school basketball game at Gibbs High School on the day that Granny Molly Gertrude Archer Ferrell (11/30/1882–6/11/1971) was born. If we have power in our bodies, my wife and I hope to attend the game to support the Cherokee High School girls' basketball team and our niece, who is on the team.
Yesterday, during the game, I was waxing quite eloquent! I was listening online to the Bulldogs radio broadcasters on my home computer. I had our television on the game (muted). It was great! The Vols (SEC 3-4, overall 5-5) gave the Bulldogs (SEC 8-0, overall 10-0) a little trouble in the first quarter. The Bulldogs won another one! Ten wins and no losses! Georgia has the defense in college football! Go Dawgs!
Yesterday, my veteran brother called my cell phone (which was off) just as the game was ending. His voicemail was, “Go Dawgs! Woof, woof, woof!” Today, I called him back and left him a voicemail. I hope he calls back later today!
My veteran brother has his various “whatevers.” They were “gifted to him” from his eight years of service in the Air Force. He endures. I have my “whatevers.” They were “gifted to me” by the uninsured female who failed to yield to my right of way on Tuesday, 3/29/2016. My brother has been enduring his “whatevers” longer than I have.
My veteran brother and I had a little fun! Who knows? My wife and I may still buy his family and him a dinner or supper later this year. We will see. That was the bet, by the way. My brother doesn't have to buy us a meal. I won't hold him to it. Our mother would be pleased.
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