We won the most important game EVER with them at Grant Field. The next year we plyed them they were #1 in the country Joe Willie as QB. We kicked ass the first half and was ahead 7-0. The second half was all theirs and they scored late in the game, went for 2, and were stopped on the goal line. I will always rember Furnman Bisher's words the next day, something like this in his artcile titled "TECH STARS FALL ON ALABAMA": After a hard and bitterly fought grid iron contest glorious Saturday afternoon on Grant Field, the number one team in the country was the number 2 team on Grant Field.
What a game. The next year I went to Tuscaloosa and we got whipped. Chick Graning was my ROTC platoon leader. As I rmember it though, he was coming off the field after a kickoff and Holt slammed his elbow into his face. It was not during a fair catch because if he had his helmet on, the damage would not have been so severe. The thing that enraged us, and Dodd, so bad was that Bryant NEVER took discipline action against him.
However, the very next year late in the season, one of our defensive guys (not mentioning any names), stomped on the head of an Auburn RB on the goal line. We used to go to Harry's on 14th street after games to rehash them and the player came in after the game all dejected that Dodd had immediately kicked him off the team and would miss the bowl game. That was the difference between our gray fox and the ugly Bear. Till this day, I HATE UA much more than the leg humpers, and always will.