As One Old Dawg predicted, Uga has a new tiger skin rug installed in his Dawg House. What a game! Georgia 45, Clemson 21. The '64 Dogs beat Clemson, too, 19-7. That game served as a road sign that Georgia football was heading in a new direction.
The Bulldogs have a bye this week. One Old Dawg had kind of a bye early in the 1964 season, too, but not in a good way.
The Bulldogs have a bye this week. One Old Dawg had kind of a bye early in the 1964 season, too, but not in a good way.
In the second game of the season
against Vanderbilt, he was knocked out, and later learned George Nowicke,
an offensive end, had to go in for him.
“Poor Nowicki told me he had to
play both ways the rest of the game,” says One Old Dawg.
That knock-out somewhat erased
One Old Dawg’s memory of the Vanderbilt game. We’ve had to turn to news
accounts to learn that UGA won a defensive struggle 7-0. Barry Wilson’s early
interception put the Dawgs in good field position (Wilson went on to be head
coach at Duke University). They capitalized on Vanderbilt’s error to score the only points of the
game with a Lynn Hughes sneak from the one yard line. Georgia’s great defense was able to hold off the
Commodores, who barely threatened for the rest of the game.
What One Old Dawg does remember
is an incident that happened just outside Stegeman Coliseum one afternoon that fall. He and some other players were sitting on the curb
resting before practice. A car approached on the way to the ticket office. Not
paying much attention to what was happening around him, Jerry stuck his feet out
in the road.
The car cruised right over them.
One of the player’s dads, a
physician, just happened to be there that day and witnessed the accident. He rushed
over. “Don’t move,” he said, “until we get someone to carry you inside.” He
seemed certain the diagnosis would be dire.
When he was carried into the
training room, the trainer Dick Copas (later Hall of Fame UGA golf coach) said,
“What have you done now, Varnado?”
If you’ve been reading here, you
know One Old Dawg had a tendency to get hurt. He would later receive the
Johnson and Johnson Award for player with the most injuries.
X rays were made; consultations were done.
The report came back, “No broken
bones.”
He walked away from the incident.
One Old Dawg has an endless
string of stories to tell, but none more amazing than this one, and none point
more to the truth that God had plans for Jerry Varnado.
When asked what spiritual truth
he draws from this experience, One Old Dawg says, “That incident once more cemented in my
mind the idea small things matter. Coaches had tried to instill that in us as
players—small things matter—tackling correctly, blocking correctly, that
football is a game of inches. One inch of not making the first down may mean
the game.
The radiologist said to me that
if the tires had crossed my feet one inch lower, it would have crushed every
bone in my feet. If they’d crossed one inch higher, it would have snapped my legs at the
ankles. But those tires crossed my feet at the exact point the structure of the
feet and ankles could support the weight of the car except for minor bruising.
Small things matter.
Reminds me of Luke 16:10, ‘He who is faithful in a very
little thing is faithful also in much . . . .’”
One Old Dawg was a little down Sunday afternoon. The Georgia-Clemson game didn't record in its entirety, and he couldn't watch the end of the game again. Also, he realized Georgia doesn't play next Saturday, and he'll have to sustain his adrenaline rush for two weeks. He's looking forward to that South Carolina game.
Did we mention we have a 1966
Georgia/ Florida game photo hanging on our wall depicting One Old Dawg sacking
Steve Spurrier? Of course, that’s a story for another day, but let that image
bring a smile to your face.
Go Dawgs!
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