KNOXVILLE, Tenn. — The fans came down in droves. The goal posts came down in pieces.
Chase McGrath’s 40-yard field goal skittered above the crossbar and between the uprights, and everything
Tennessee feared was fantasy — or a bygone era — became reality.
No. 6 Tennessee 52, No. 3
Alabama 49.
The Vols are back. For real this time. And every goal a team can dream of is in front of a Tennessee team that went 7-5 a year ago after losing two dozen players to the transfer portal.
Hendon Hooker needed two plays and 13 seconds to gain 45 yards and turn Alabama kicker
Will Reichard’s missed 50-yard field goal into an opportunity of a lifetime for the Vols. They took advantage on the strength of McGrath’s leg, Hooker’s arm and an impossible five-touchdown, 207-yard night from junior wide receiver
Jalin Hyatt.
The 15-game losing streak to rival Alabama and Nick Saban, the king of college football? Dead. More than a decade of futility and a 17-year absence from the top five of the polls? Over.
Tennessee’s greatest hopes and dreams, however, are very much alive, and we may be witnessing only the beginning of a special season on Rocky Top. The fans felt it as they poured onto the field. Tennessee is 6-0 for the first time since, yes, 1998.
The celebration was on, and in minutes, fans were crammed shoulder to shoulder on Shields-Watkins Field.
“Tonight has been heaven. This is all we could have ever dreamt of,” said Ben Carroll, a sophomore at Tennessee.
Minutes after the ball cleared the crossbar, fans overpowered the security guarding the goal posts on the field and began their climb. Police pulled some fans off the goal posts, but to no avail. The goal posts’ fate was sealed the second McGrath’s kick cleared the crossbar.
Trevor Daniels, a wildlife and fisheries major at Tennessee, mounted it, but another fan fell back and scraped the cigar from his armpit down his side. Adrenaline pumping, he kept shaking the goal post.
After barely a minute of wavering, the goal post fell, and hundreds of fans wandered around the field looking for an exit. Don’t worry — Tennessee has replacement goal posts ready for next week.
“Open the gate! Open the gate!” fans chanted.
Police refused. Alabama’s team and locker room were beyond the gate. The police weren’t letting fans carrying goal posts and lit cigars through.
Instead, they shuffled the goal post around the field for a victory lap before finding an open gate in the north corner of the end zone underneath the Stokely Family Media Center sign. Fans streamed onto campus, and suddenly a goal post did, too.
“Go to The Strip!” a fan yelled.
That ignited a chant.
“To the river! To the river!”
Why not both?
And thus, the journey began.
Fitting goal posts out of a gate with no pilot is a tenuous exercise. One man, lit cigar in hand, rode the goal post on its way out of the stadium and attempted to direct traffic. A cart parked in the end zone ended up with a chipped windshield when one pivot went wrong.
Slowly but surely, the fans inched their way around the steel beams and concrete that comprise the frame of Neyland Stadium’s bowels. With every advance around a wall, post or beam, a cheer erupted. If fans didn’t have one hand on the goal post and the other on a traditional, celebratory cigar, they had their phones in the air chronicling the goal post’s journey out of the stadium.
Back inside the stadium, another group of fans tried an alternate exit: up the bleachers that previously housed a raucous student section. Police stopped them and held the uprights hostage in the stands.
Back on the northeast end of the stadium, another set of police ambushed the fans holding the goal post and pushed them out of the way. Fans unwilling to drop the goal post were forced to do so.
In a minute, the goal post’s journey stopped as fans streamed past. No one was riding the goal post anymore. It was sitting on the ground.
Another chant erupted with some colorful language, eventually shifting to boos.
One fan pushed back the police. He quickly was arrested. As he sat on a bench while police collected his info, another fan walked past him on his way home.
Hey, buddy, bail’s on me,” he said.
Police had no plan other than to guard the goal post and not let it get far.
“Do we call a wrecker or what?” one officer asked.
There were too many buildings and too much traffic to allow it. Instead, they maintained control and allowed fans to touch the post and take photos with it but no more.
“I’m gonna ask if I can have a piece. That’d look real good in my barn,” one middle-aged fan said. “I was here in ’98 when we took ’em down against Florida.”
Just after 8:40 p.m. ET, the Alpha Gamma Rho students tasked with taking care of Smokey emerged from the stadium and stumbled upon the abandoned goal post. They had to stop and take a photo with Smokey in front of the night’s most prized piece of memorabilia.
“What are you writing down?” a fan asked. “Can you write down that it feels like I’m in a dream?”
Two more fans walked by with chunks of the turf they’d torn up from the field. They planned to plant it back home as one of the world’s most sentimental pieces of sod.
But before they stopped at the curved upright from the south end zone, Carroll and Daniels were part of a group that got a pair of uprights out of the stadium and into the street before police could arrive and break up the party. They went out the same exit but sooner.
They took the party through campus and onto Cumberland Avenue, better known as The Strip on Tennessee’s campus. It’s the most populous bar district in the area, and it might never have been more packed than it was Saturday as an army of fans marched down the street with an upright on their shoulders.
“We were hopping over curbs, jumping fences. It was not easy,” Carroll said. “As we were walking through the streets, we were just a parade, and the cars would be honking and high-fiving us.”
For at least a few minutes, traffic laws didn’t exist and vandals were given clemency. All is forgiven on a night like this. And the police can’t hand out 500 jaywalking tickets.
The parade marched down Cumberland past the Walgreens and Cook Out and took a left onto Volunteer Boulevard, intent on reaching Neyland Drive, which runs along the banks of the Tennessee River.
Car and foot traffic thinned out a bit at that part of the journey, and one of the goal posts took a detour to Fraternity Row, where it would reach a final resting place, be sawed into pieces and divvied out for keepsakes.
Somehow, saws just appeared.
The other group of fans carried the goal posts to the water and tossed them in.
It was more of a baptism than a burial. Plus, goal posts float. Around a dozen of the fans who helped carry the uprights to the river jumped in and fished them out. Daniels’ overalls were soaked as he brought the goal post back to Fraternity Row to saw off a piece of his own.
Nights like Saturday don’t come around often in the sport, and around Tennessee, they’ve been even rarer the past two decades. Tennessee hadn’t beaten a top-five team since
LSU in 2005. The Vols had lost 27 consecutive games against top-five teams since and hadn’t come within single digits of a top-five team since 2012.
And in the history of college football, top-three teams were 476-0 when scoring 49 points. It took Tennessee’s flash-bang offense to break that trend and make those teams 476-1.
Saturday, Tennessee experienced a euphoria it hadn’t felt in decades.
It was an exhausting, unforgettable highlight to an unforgettable evening of college football. The party won’t stop until well into the morning, and dozens of Vols fans will hold tight to their piece of history or a photo of history decades from now.
It’s a little piece of heaven, forever immortalized.