Was my favorite of all time. John and I lost our Dad on Thanksgiving morning. We were able to watch the first half before having to leave for the visitation at the funeral home. At that point it didn’t look very good as I am sure you remember. When we arrived at the funeral home we were able to sneak a peak at the tv just in time to see Georgie score the touchdown with 22 seconds left. During the visitation, JD came up and whispered that GT had won in overtime. I looked at him and told him he was crazy as a loon if he believed that we had won. It took a couple of more people telling me until it finally settled in that it had happened. When I saw for myself and how it happened I was flat mesmerized. I remember a tear coming to my eye and thinking that Dad had the best seat in the house to watch a wonderful Tech victory over the inbreds to the East. Our dad was a huge GT fan even before John played at GT in the mid 80’s. Dad was actually recruited by Bobby Dodd in 1951 to play for GT. That W provided a bit of comfort during a time of grieving we were experiencing with the loss of our Dad. My hope is that this Saturday, Dad will have another front row seat for an improbable, wonderful afternoon beating the mutts once again. RIP Pop and enjoy the game. You are missed!