Here’s a great piece from Steve Hummer, who talked to the key folks involved in the greatest play in Georgia football history. What comes through is an understandable sense of pride, along with a little surprise there’s been nothing close to a repeat.
They could take the attitude of a musician grown weary of playing his greatest hit. They could roll their eyes, slump their shoulders, sigh and grudgingly go through the motions of telling the old story again. But none do.
“It will never come to that,” Belue said. “What most people have is some sort of story that relates to (the play), and I’ve heard some good ones. People just want to tell you what they were doing at the time — so, that’s been fun to hear that.”
“I’m a Georgia guy. I live in Georgia. People live and die with the Dogs. That play always comes up. I don’t dread it; I embrace it,” Scott said.
That said, none of them would mind having a little company in their lonely championship wing of the Bulldogs’ big-play vault.
When asked about the everlasting nature of Belue-to-Scott, the blocker who quietly made it happen touches on the frustrations of every red-and-black wearing partisan.
“Until they do it again (win a title), that should be the only thing that comes up,” Hudson said. “You got to do what the old fellas did. This is the example; this is what we want.”
You got to do what the old fellas did. One day, hopefully, they will.