A few years back a regime change occurred, an icon, and teacher to most of us, was turned away from the program he helped build in the most unprofessional way.

Of course this could of been a disaster of epic proportions if not for the appropriate replacement. When finally announced, the new leader was the perfect choice due to the fact it was one of our brothers whom came to know the true meaning of "STF". And had the mindset to finally right a wrong, to lead and never look back, this time with the backing of the administration as an ally...not an adversary...as it had seemed to be for so many years before.

While Baltimore Slept They Grew Fangs....

Deep in the early morning hours it started, a cleansing, a rebirth, a necessary purge. The apathetic culture that permeated the locker room was to be no more, anger was channeled with purpose resulting in the style of play resembling that of a bygone era when the sport was played by "warriors". One subtle move by the new leader spoke volumes in my eyes, and sometimes it comes in the form of a subtraction, because Tigers have fangs, without fangs you're not a Tiger.

While Baltimore Slept They Grew Fangs...

Tigers run the CAA table worst to first, smack a Maryland team around like you owned College Park to anyone that knows the sport of football. Take it to the end in '11 and the last minutes of the 2nd round which gave you the taste like that of what could and should be a Tigers first kill.

While Baltimore Slept They Grew Fangs...

Take it to another level and slay dragons, you walk into Baton Rouge at 2-1, a place where no one knows how to pronounce your name or where you are located....it's just who dat! You open the towerlight and some genius compares you to teams at the lowest level of the fcs and concerned about your health, really? Funny thing is ...your brothers had been watching and we started to notice those fangs in the previous years, maybe not fully developed but we could see them nonetheless. Baton Rouge
proved to be an inflection point in the program, whether the community at large wants to except it or not but anyone who watched that game saw a fistfight from start to finish and with that experience there is no challenge these Tigers will face that would compare to playing that school with 8 NFL draft picks. Despite taking care of business in the final few weeks of the season, you were slapped in the face by the selection committee, anyone that knows the game at all understands this was pure thiefdom. Only one thing should come to mind....revenge....for yourself....for the brothers that used their last year of eligibility and won't have the chance to right a wrong.

While Baltimore Slept They Grew Fangs...

No lesson can be learned from pure thiefdom other than control what you can control, and when it's a controllable situation....leave no doubt! You've gone about your business methodically taking each game in stride, never losing sight of the ultimate goal. While the city was distracted with Ravens, Orioles, and a College Park, your leader was busy sharpening those fangs and showing you how to use them. Now fellas you know what to do! Play "Baltimore Football" , and sink those fangs into some Bison.

Charm City, you need to wake up, and see what's been cultivating in your back yard.

While Baltimore Slept They Grew Fangs...


Time to add another acronym to "STF" forever!! Can I buy a vowel for $100?

Ps

Don't get so offended when I point out a tendency, I needed to let you know due to the frequency and recurring theme. It makes things so much easier for someone in my alignment to make that play, change it up, go the other way, and I think you have something.

Well said.

LoneStar thank you. An Historic piece of writing that I will always cherish.
You have captured the experience as I remember it. I am always wondering when the rest of town will discover the Tigers and your prose captures the journey as I remember .

Nice job.