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#7
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It's a cool concept...family bonding et al...we don't have to hate everything that came out of the Dooley era. :huggy:
 
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Dooley....vfl,orange pants,and um....drinking earlier on saturdays? Um...fear of vandy?
 
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I wish that saying would die.

:ermm: seriously dude? It has become a symbol of Tennessee as much as the Power T especially when you take into account recruiting and the athletes already on campus!

You can't see a tweet from fans or recruits or players that don't have #VFL on tweets or facebook posts. I have seen it being used by members of both the men's & women's basketball teams and the baseball team etc. not just on social media but in interviews after games!

I think you probably better get used to seeing and liking it as #VFL and Vol For Life like smokey gray uniforms and Nike is here to stay for the foreseeable future!
 
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#14
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So Dooley did one thing right? Give him credit while keeping his faults in perspective. Of course, I have no doubt that had Dooley never been here, someone else would have thought of a similar program sooner or later. Not like WCW didn't have "NWO for Life" long before then. Dooley probably saw it on his wrestling videos when he should have been watching game film.
 
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#16
Dooley would make a fantastic Administrative Assistant.

It was when we wanted him to do something on the FIELD that we ran into problems.

If only games were decided by a Jury, we would have had a damn fine coach. :)
 
#17
#17
I wish that saying would die.

The ground they crossed was once a meadow. Green with grass and gayly colored with the flowers that mingled there. Now it was torn soil, littered with the bodies of the fallen and the smoldering husks of the instruments of war. A war they seemed to be losing, battle after battle.

Then a soldier spotted a bright color directly in their trudging path. A flower that had boldly sprouted, grown, and opened its petals to greet spring as flowers are known to do. A brave statement of life in what was now a field of death. The soldier straddled the fragile thing to protect it from plodding feet that followed him. Directing his band of brothers around the daring little flower. I don’t recall if it was a daffodil or a lily, though.

His commanding officer saw him standing still and came over to investigate. And saw the flower the soldier was protecting. The CO shoved him aside and said, “These are bad times. We have neither time nor interest in beauty right now.” Then he promptly crushed the flower beneath his booted feet. The soldier turned and walked away. A single tear dropped from his left eye and rolled slowly down his cheek. He thought, “Even in a bad world, it is so wrong to kill something good. What have we become?”

--Woodsmanvol--
 
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The ground they crossed was once a meadow. Green with grass and gayly colored with the flowers that mingled there. Now it was torn soil, littered with the bodies of the fallen and the smoldering husks of the instruments of war. A war they seemed to be losing, battle after battle.

Then a soldier spotted a bright color directly in their trudging path. A flower that had boldly sprouted, grown, and opened its petals to greet spring as flowers are known to do. A brave statement of life in what was now a field of death. The soldier straddled the fragile thing to protect it from plodding feet that followed him. Directing his band of brothers around the daring little flower. I don’t recall if it was a daffodil or a lily, though.

His commanding officer saw him standing still and came over to investigate. And saw the flower the soldier was protecting. The CO shoved him aside and said, “These are bad times. We have neither time nor interest in beauty right now.” Then he promptly crushed the flower beneath his booted feet. The soldier turned and walked away. A single tear dropped from his left eye and rolled slowly down his cheek. He thought, “Even in a bad world, it is so wrong to kill something good. What have we become?”

--Woodsmanvol--

I like this woodsmanvol guy
 
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The ground they crossed was once a meadow. Green with grass and gayly colored with the flowers that mingled there. Now it was torn soil, littered with the bodies of the fallen and the smoldering husks of the instruments of war. A war they seemed to be losing, battle after battle.

Then a soldier spotted a bright color directly in their trudging path. A flower that had boldly sprouted, grown, and opened its petals to greet spring as flowers are known to do. A brave statement of life in what was now a field of death. The soldier straddled the fragile thing to protect it from plodding feet that followed him. Directing his band of brothers around the daring little flower. I don’t recall if it was a daffodil or a lily, though.

His commanding officer saw him standing still and came over to investigate. And saw the flower the soldier was protecting. The CO shoved him aside and said, “These are bad times. We have neither time nor interest in beauty right now.” Then he promptly crushed the flower beneath his booted feet. The soldier turned and walked away. A single tear dropped from his left eye and rolled slowly down his cheek. He thought, “Even in a bad world, it is so wrong to kill something good. What have we become?”

--Woodsmanvol--

Ever written a novel WV?
 
#25
#25
(1) Started the VFL program

(2) Taught players how to properly shower

(3) Recruited Hunter, Rogers, Patterson & Rivera

(4) Left U.T.

Actually Dooley had a huge amount of input in the design of the Anderson training center. I can't stand the guy but I do give him credit for that.
 

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