“That was a amazing,” Phil Snow replied, a bit surprised. Dye was usually “aww shucks” and congestion after the big wins. But Dye wasn’t patting himself on the back, or blushing over the Quentin Riggins rub-a-dub. He was congratulating the universe on a job well done.
“I’m gon’ tell you There are some things about life that you just can’t—but uh, it’s been 50 years since there was three champions in the Southeastern Conference. The last eyar was 1939. Our stadium is 50 years old. I’m 50 years old. And I just looked at the screen and the score was 30 to 20, a total of 50.