Top Dawg: Mark Richt and the Revival of Georgia Football
By Robert Suggs
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Vince Dooley. Herschel Walker. The 1980 National Championship.
The names and accomplishments are forever etched in Bulldog folklore. And now, with one of the best coaches in the game, a powerful young running back, and a team stacked with talent, another national title draws within reach.
Top Dawg offers the inside scoop on how Georgia seized a place among the college football elite. Packed with stories of incredible victories, heartbreaking defeats, and quiet acts of integrity, author Rob Suggs hits all the highlights of one of the proudest programs in the country. It's time to revisit the incredible story of Georgia's return to the top of the Dawgpile.
Robert Suggs
Rob Suggs has been involved in three successful children's Bibles as writer, illustrator, or both. He and his wife, Gayle, have two children and live in Atlanta, Georgia.
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Top Dawg - Robert Suggs
© 2008 by Rob Suggs
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
ISBN: 978-1-4016-0433-2
Printed in the United States of America
08 09 10 11 12 QW 5 4 3 2 1
Contents
Foreword
Introduction
1. The Checkerboard Statement: Knoxville, 2001
2. Dream Deferred: The Journey of Mark Richt
3. Dawgs in Decline: Georgia Football, 1983–2000
4. Teaching Old Dawgs New Tricks: Season One, 2001
5. A Few Good Men: Assembling a Championship Staff
6. Knocking Off the Lid: SEC Champions, Season Two, 2002
7. Building the Inner Champion: Character, Faith, and Football
8. Firming the Foundation: Seasons Three and Four, 2003–2004
9. On the Road Again: The Recruiting Challenge
10. Take Two: The Second Championship Run, 2005
11. Finishing Strong: Redeeming Adversity, 2006–2007
FOREWORD
I was excited when Rob Suggs asked me to write down a few words about a place and a person whom I love: the University of Georgia and Coach Mark Richt.
So much of who I am today came from five years of my life that were spent in Athens, Georgia. Those were five seasons I’ll never forget.
First of all, there’s the value of an education from the University of Georgia. My degree in speech communication means more to me than anything I’ve ever earned. No matter what else I might accomplish in my life, I will be proud of that diploma and all that it symbolizes.
Then there is the privilege of being a Georgia Bulldog. People ask me why I was willing to wait several years for one season as a starting quarterback. I tell them I have never regretted that decision—not for one moment. You see, I was the one who was blessed by being there. I stayed because of my teammates and because of Mark Richt. They did so much for me, and I wanted to do the same for them.
You have to understand how I feel about my teammates, my coach, my school. If you’ve ever walked across the campus and stepped into our locker room, you understand. If you’ve laced up your cleats to run onto that field at Sanford Stadium, with ninety-two thousand fans cheering, you understand. The richness of that atmosphere and the power of that tradition overwhelm you, and you soak up every day and minute that you are fortunate enough to be a Georgia Bulldog.
The University of Georgia is like nowhere else on this earth. I think about a stadium packed with fans all in red, on their feet shouting for the Dawgs, and I get juiced all over again. I think about the feeling of a Saturday night between the hedges with a game on the line, and I’m ready to suit up again! Ask any of us who were fortunate enough to wear the helmet with the big G—Bulldogs for life, that’s who we are.
We’re family, too. My coaches and teammates were my life while I was in Athens. Coach Richt was always honest with me, always a true man whom I respected to the fullest. Whenever I needed him, he was there for me, just as he was for everyone. It’s no secret that Coach Richt is a fine human being and that his life is full to the brim with good works that he does for others. But he also instills discipline and dedication in every single player on his roster. He demands the very best of everyone who is around him, and because of that, we learn to demand the best of ourselves.
I love Coach Richt because he didn’t just settle for helping us play football. He prepared us for the world that is outside the stadium. He showed us through the way he lived, the way he coached, and the way he cared, that there is so much more to being a man than just playing a game. I can honestly say that I am who I am today because of five years in the greatest environment on the face of this earth.
That’s why I’m glad this story is being told. I look forward to reliving my days in the red and black, and feeling that Athens kind of adrenalin pumping through my veins again. It would be a great story, and I would still want to read it, even if it were just about football. But it’s about so much more. Rob’s book is all about striving to be the very best—how Mark Richt has done that, how the Georgia Bulldogs are doing that, and how you can do it, too.
One other thing . . .
Go Dawgs!
— D. J. SHOCKLEY
Atlanta Falcons
April 2008
INTRODUCTION
When I was six years old, my family moved from Georgia to Alabama. It’s sad but true.
Family lore holds that my dad never set his watch backward
to Central Time. He did take me to see my first Georgia game at Auburn, in 1962. Georgia won, 30–21, for one of its three victories of that season.
I knew as much about football as I did about nuclear fusion then, but I thought Auburn’s song was very cool: War Eagle, Fly Down the Field.
I walked around our house humming it and told my dad I was now an Auburn fan. Aghast, he accelerated his efforts to get his children back to the state of Georgia. As we were packing the last boxes during Christmas of 1963, we heard news that Vince Dooley—another guy who had only imagined Auburn was cool—was also on his way to the promised land.
I resumed my growing-up process under the full and intoxicating influence of Georgia Bulldog football. My older brother and I would slip away just before halftime and stand around the fieldhouse, listening to Vince and Erk shout at the players inside, then staring up at their godlike presences as they stepped out for a cigarette.
I watched the Dawgs win championships, and I sat in the freezing downpour when Tech whipped us 34–14 in 1974. I saw Herschel Walker seem to fall from the heavens with lightning in his tread and keep us from losing an SEC game or championship for three euphoric years. Vince Dooley was my prophet, and Lewis Grizzard provided my Scripture.
Georgia football has been a scarlet thread that has woven its way through my life. I’ve measured out my years by its celebrations and dirges. Just as my youth was ending in my midtwenties, the truly great seasons seemed to end with it. I crept into middle age without having savored the sweet taste of a championship in some time, until this latest coaching change. My youngest brother and I formed a pact to go to all the road games instead of simply the home games and see what this new coach could get done. Knoxville and Atlanta, 2001; Tuscaloosa, Columbia, Auburn, and the two Domes, 2002—so many of the greatest thrills came on those road trips. That queasy middle-aged feeling somehow drained away.
Seven years is a good biblical number. It seemed to mark out the time that took Richt’s program from the unsettled place where he found it, to the elite place where he has delivered it. Before the 2007 season, therefore, we began talking about this book with publishers. We described the demand that we expected, given that by the end of the 2007 season Georgia would most assuredly be knocking at the door of very big things for 2008. Trust us on this, we said.
Just as we sent out our book proposal to publishers, Georgia lost at home to South Carolina and then took a savage pummeling on the road in Knoxville. One publisher in Alabama sent a mocking rejection slip. Man, I hated Alabama, but it looked like the book project was dead.
Then a whole host of Bulldogs ran onto the field in Jacksonville and did their dance; a bunch of them ran out of a tunnel wearing black jerseys and destroyed a team from Alabama. I enjoyed that very much. Suddenly, it was January 2008, and we were second-ranked and right where I had promised we would be. Hey, I never doubted it.
I wanted my book to tell the story of these seven remarkable years and attempt to show how Richt and his staff transcended the distance from also-ran to all-powerful.
I knew I would need to tell the story of the games themselves. But I also wanted to go a little deeper and examine the basic foundation stones upon which this success was built. First, there had to be a chapter on Richt and his pilgrimage to the Georgia position. I then thought about Knoxville in 2001,the breakthrough moment. I would need to consider the strong leadership of Richt’s coaching staff and the excellence of talent gathering via our recruiting machine. Finally, there were the elements of faith and character building, and the sincere commitment of instilling them in our players.
I hope this book tells that story as accurately and fully as possible, and that it helps to document seven glorious years in the life of Georgia Bulldog football.
I would be remiss if I didn’t thank the people who have helped me get this book—my dream project—in print. That begins with my agent, Mark Sweeney, who worked so hard to get this idea before the right publishers. I want to thank my whole family—particularly my father, who raised me up as a Bulldog, and my brother Joe, who got me to all those road games beginning in 2001—enduring memories. Pamela Clements, Geoffrey Stone, and Damon Goude at Thomas Nelson have been supportive and enthusiastic. Mike Towle has been a vigilant editor. Radi Nabulsi and the Florida State University athletic department provided terrific photographs. I want to give special thanks to Shelton Stephens, Charlie Norris, Justin Reynolds, D. J. Shockley, Greg Jarvis, LowIQ,
Kevin Hynes, Ann Hunt, Connie Connelly, Steve Patterson, Rodney Garner, and, of course, Coach Richt, who was insistent that this be a book about the Georgia Bulldogs and not about himself. It’s not his book in any way; that story remains to be told someday. Even so, he was kind enough to give permission for us to use material from his Christian testimony and to grant interviews that were extremely helpful.
This book is lovingly dedicated to all the men who have coached for the University of Georgia throughout the years, and to their dedication and perseverance. They have gifted us joy, inspiration, and a sense of wonderful community that invariably becomes a defining legacy for our children.
—ROB SUGGS
April 2008
1
THE CHECKBOARD STATEMENT
KNOXVILLE, 2001
Men, you can make history today.
Mark Richt let that sentence soak in, one more time. He scanned the faces in the locker room, looking for confidence and intensity. If they were going to steal a win in Knoxville on October 6, 2001, these Bulldogs would have to find something new, something relentless within themselves and within each other.
Was that something there? Since January, Richt and his staff had spent a fair amount of time with this group of young men. In September, Georgia had won one and lost one in conference play, defeating Arkansas but losing a game in the final moments to South Carolina. Which result suggested the truth about these Bulldogs—the victory or the defeat?
The new head coach wasn’t completely sure. The staff and the players were still taking each other’s measure. Since winter conditioning, the team had been pushed to its limit in a boot camp atmosphere designed to instill toughness and togetherness. But it wasn’t yet clear that the team had bought into the new ways of doing things. This season could go in one direction or the other. Transition years are difficult even in the best of circumstances.
Yet Richt had full confidence that good things were going to happen sooner or later. Maybe sooner—he was an optimist by nature. And at this moment, he felt a certain electricity in the stillness of the room, in the intensity of the eyes that met his.
From overhead came the muffled roar of one-tenth of a million adrenalin-spiked football fans, most of them ravenous for a Tennessee victory. Richt pointed toward the doorway and the field. In his typically placid tone, he continued to speak: The last time any Georgia Bulldogs got a victory out there, some of you weren’t even born. You know what year that was?
Some of them mumbled the answer: 1980. It was a year whose facts were drilled into every new Georgia player: Herschel Walker and the undefeated national champions—twenty-one long football seasons ago. For these players it was once-upon-a-time stuff.
Men, twenty-one years is a long time. But you can do something about it today. Just stay focused. Execute. Take care of your assignment for one play, then do it again on the next one. We’ve got a good game plan; let’s believe in it and carry it out.
It was a lot to ask for a football team under full renovation. Coach Jim Donnan, Richt’s predecessor, had left a roster stocked with NFL-capable talent. Still, the coaching staff was new, the season was young, and everyone was learning the new rules. Today would bring the first test outside the comfort of Sanford Stadium in Athens.
The new staff would make its road debut under the following conditions:
Bullet Tennessee would enter the game ranked sixth nationally; Georgia hadn’t cracked the Top 25.
Bullet Wide receiver Reggie Brown, injured the previous week against Arkansas, would miss the game as well as the rest of the season.
Bullet Linebackers: Will Witherspoon would miss the next few games, Ryan Fleming was out with a knee injury, and Boss Bailey was playing with a broken hand in a cast.
Bullet This injury-ridden linebacker corps would be called upon to stop Travis Stephens, one of the nation’s most physical and durable running backs. He was capable of forty carries and of personally wearing down a defense.
Bullet Tennessee had more than its share of injuries on both sides of the ball, but the roster was deep and talented.
Bullet Georgia’s quarterback, David Greene, would be a freshman also facing his first road game, in a hostile venue with 107,000 aggressively boisterous fans.
Bullet While Georgia had accumulated three sacks, Tennessee already had ten.
Bullet Georgia had made Arkansas quarterback Zak Clark, a 30 percent passer, look like an all-star. Yet Tennessee’s Casey Clausen had last week lit up LSU for 309 yards—256 of them to phenomenal newcomer Kelley Washington.
Bullet Decent and recent Georgia teams (including one that had beaten Florida by 20 points) had been overwhelmed and dominated in their last two appearances in Knoxville. That memory rested vividly inside the heads of the Bulldog upperclassmen.
Bullet Georgia’s kick coverage, which had given up touchdown returns in each of its two league games, offered a dangerous opening for Tennessee.
Bullet The Volunteer defense was giving up all of 41 yards per game rushing.
Bullet CBS planned to show the game to a national audience. Tennessee, wanting to impress the pollsters, was ready for its close-up.
There was no way to add up those factors and arrive at an encouraging total. Richt and his assistants recognized a zero-sum situation. Georgia had to play at a level it hadn’t yet shown. The inconsistency of the previous games would mean disaster in Knoxville with the football world watching.
On the other hand—and here is what the coaches had to preach—the tougher the challenge, the more brilliant the prize. To be the best, you must beat the best. If the Georgia Bulldogs wanted to reclaim their place among the nation’s elite, they needed to show proof, and this game was Exhibit A.
With all these things at stake, Tennessee Week began.
Monday’s practice was less than inspiring. It’s a common problem coming off a weekend, but on this occasion, excuses were unacceptable. The coaches wanted to optimize every detail of preparation for the game in Knoxville, and they pushed the players as hard as they had since mat drills, the torturous off-season endurance regimen. And they got a bit of a boost from unexpected quarters.
Every college team has a small squad of unsung heroes known as walk-ons. These student-athletes receive no financial scholarship and usually no playing time in games, but they show up on the practice field to help the team prepare. They’re football’s equivalent of the sparring partner in boxing, the guy who stands in the ring and takes a beating from the genuine contender.
Many walk-on players are used on the scout team, the unit that mimics the upcoming opponent in practice. Early in the week, one of them bought some orange adhesive tape and fashioned his helmet into a reasonable facsimile of the Tennessee Volunteer headgear. He then announced his intention to do everything in his power to piss off the offense.
He would even get into their faces, talk trash in hillbilly dialect, and grab the wide receivers illegally.
The idea caught on. Soon the rest of the scout team was busy at work creating UT helmets and taunting the offense. Richt chuckled, deciding it wasn’t a bad idea at all. Some of the offensive players were losing their temper, delivering an extra blow to the Vol surrogates after the whistle (usually a common occurrence anyway). All to the good—angry practices make for angry execution on game day.
Richt held a practice in Sanford Stadium and piped in crowd noise and the music of the Tennessee marching band playing its fight song, Rocky Top,
over and over. The stadium sound system was maxed out so that the music and shouting were audible for miles. Students stood on the bridge beside the stadium, trying to catch a glimpse of the practice. As for the players, they couldn’t hear anything but the music. Richt wouldn’t allow them to speak. They worked on communicating their signals visually, by hand, on both sides of the ball.
The players knew that nobody was giving them a shot in this game, and that’s a time-tested motivation in itself. ESPN’s Rece Davis wrote, Tennessee is giving up a yard and a half per carry on defense. They are just too much for Georgia right now. Tennessee wins the game 34–14.
Tony Barnhart of the Atlanta Journal-Constitution saw Tennessee winning by 14. And the same paper’s Jeff Schultz, having some fun with what he called ChihuahuaNation,
wrote, No upset this year. Take the [Vols], give the 11½. Arf.
The annual battle of the bulletin board also had to be waged. On Monday, Tennessee’s freshman running back Jabari Davis, from Atlanta’s Tucker High School, said that he chose Tennessee because Georgia was always talking about getting to the Peach Bowl. Here, we’re not talking about the Peach Bowl. We’re talking about going to the Rose Bowl.
He was alluding to the Rose Bowl as an occasional national championship site.
Proud Georgia fans predictably took umbrage. Richt, declining to take the bait, said that he thought the jibe was humorous. Freshman,
summarized offensive tackle Jon Stinchcomb, rolling his eyes.
Before Davis’s remark could be dutifully tacked to the Bulldog bulletin board, Greene, of all people, provided ammunition for the other side. When asked about the challenge of playing his first road game in Knoxville, Greene said, I’ve heard it’s a tough place to play, but I’ve heard it’s overrated, too.
The battle of words, fought by freshmen, ended in a tie; the real battle, the one fought on grass and gridiron, was ready to commence.
ROCKY TOP, ROCKY START
Richt took one more look at his troops before leading them onto the Knoxville field. If they blow the doors off us early, keep your composure,
he advised. Believe in the plan. Now let’s get out there and finish the drill, men.
Everyone stood up, and there was the metal pop of scores of chin guards snapping to helmets. Then everyone gathered around the door, and you could hear the rising din of eighty-five student-athletes marshalling their battle spirits. Some shouted, some simply gritted their teeth, many were profane, but every man reached deep into his own personal psyche and summoned the emotional fuel he needed. Jumping up and down, restless for contact, the team moved into the tunnel and waited for the signal.
Then, just like that, they were emerging from the shadow and onto the bright field of battle. The younger ones were struck by the sheer noise level of the nation’s second-largest sports venue. You can be told about it, you can practice with crowd noise over the speakers all you like, and you can prepare yourself mentally; you still won’t be ready for the shock of 107,000 feverish, bellowing spectators surrounding you on every front while the band plays Rocky Top
over and over.
Besides, if you know your team is a work in progress while the other coach is 51–4 on these premises, your full measure of intestinal fortitude had better be present and accounted for. The coaches and players believed, hoped, hungered.
There had been rain early in the morning, and a few clouds remained, but it was becoming a nice enough day. At noon, kickoff time, the temperature was holding steady at fifty degrees. Tennessee won the toss, deferred its possession option to the second half, and kicked off to the visitors.
And instantly, Greene, who had wondered about the intimidation factor in Neyland Stadium, was leading his offense onto the field to find out.
Early events seemed to confirm the wisdom of the pundits. On first down, Greene had to divest himself of the ball under pressure of stampede. On second down, Terence Edwards dropped a pass as he absorbed a percussive collision. A third-down pass completion came up short.
Three and out, and Georgia had been too timid even to attempt a handoff. The crowd thundered its approval.
Tennessee then took the ball and submitted a showcase touchdown drive—Tennessee power football at its most imposing. Clausen handed the ball to Stephens repeatedly, and Stephens shed tacklers like old sweaters. He finally broke into the open field and looked a cinch to go the distance, until he stumbled over his own feet at the Georgia 7.
It was only a momentary stay of execution for the Bulldogs. Kelley Washington caught a touchdown, one foot in bounds, in the left end zone over double coverage. The score stood at 7–0, and the Tennessee bench was visibly relaxed, laughing, enjoying its afternoon. After one possession for each team, no one could have mistaken which squad was the national contender and which was the pretender.
After freshman Fred Gibson returned the kickoff to the 43, the Dawgs acquitted themselves well. Musa Smith rushed twice for a first down. Ben Watson caught one pass for 9. Labrone Mitchell ran a slant route to perfection and the 18-yard line. This was a vast improvement over the first brief possession. But Tennessee became tougher in the shadow of its own goalpost; the drive stalled, and Billy Bennett kicked a field goal. Tennessee 7, Georgia 3.
As the first quarter progressed, the Bulldogs seemed to be taking the coach’s advice. UT had blown off the doors
just as he had warned, but the Georgia team refused to lose its composure. The defense discovered it could make a stop, and the offense was picking up confidence—until the moment when the freshman portion of Greene made its first appearance. He forced a terrible throw into coverage over the middle of the field, and Tennessee’s Rashad Baker took the ball out of the air on a full sprint. He returned it to the Georgia 17, and Clausen hit Leonard Scott for an easy touchdown pass on the next play.
Now it was 14–3, with a feeling in the Georgia fan section that it could be a long day. The Bulldogs’ challenge was tall enough without spotting the opposition gift touchdowns. It pumped up the crowd noise, encouraged the Vols, and put the Dawgs in a very treacherous