In late 1968, John Fogerty wrote that great rock and roll tune, Born on the Bayou:

Runnin through the backwood, bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin,
Chasin down a hoodoo there.
Chasin down a hoodoo there.

I am not sure what a hoodoo is, but I think it could be a drunk LSU fan on a Saturday night.

Well let's hear it for good ole CBS! I know they take more commercial breaks than God himself should allow, but at least they had the good sense to schedule the Dawgs and Tigers at 3:30 p.m. (2:30 in Louisiana), and keep us away from late night hell on ESPN.

I'm not saying you can't win on a Saturday night at Baton Rouge, it's just I prefer to take my chances in the day. Which brings me to another song on CCR's Bayou Country album:

Maybe you don't understand it.
But if your'e a natural man,
You got to ball and have a good time
And thats what I call chooglin.

Yes, they have a good time in LSU during football season. Much of that has to do with the landscape. Tiger Stadium is a magnificent deep bowl. The sound bounces off each side and pounds down on your head like the chorus of Fortunate Son. Legend has it the sound registered on the Richter Scale during a 1988 win over Auburn.

So its going to me loud and, as coaches like to say: "a hostile environment." But I remember what Alabama did to a hostile environment dressed in back about a month ago. The fact is if the Dawgs play well they will win.

The football team will survive. Those of us who will go to the game as either fans or employees of the Georgia Bulldogs, we'll let's just hope we get out alive.