Many of us quit painting rocks in 4th grade art class. For inhabitants of Knoxville, TN it defines their collective collegiate existence. Take the above picture of super-recruit Tobias Harris in front of the painted likeness of his back (apparently Eastern Tennesseeans cannot artistically render human hands), for example. Having a cartoonish image of your rear side painted on a large boulder in Appalachian Tennessee has to be the highlight of one’s autumn (which, coincidentally is the best season).
Only one problem: that shirt I see Tobias sporting bears a rather large non-Adidas symbol. Better hope the Under Armour equivalent of World Wide Wes doesn’t get involved in this one…
But never fear. Any amount of persuasion attempted towards Sir Harris will be curtailed by the lasting image of himself emblazened on a ginormous piece of quartzite, neckless and sporting the trademark Volunteer headband-yarmulke. Afterall… nothing shows you care more, like a Rock! Cue Bob Seger.
Vols, bitch!
The great part is… They can just paint over the name and add the “alternate” future’s name to the back when he shows up for a visit.
What happens if they recruit a white kid, though….
Nah. That’ll never happen.
The BEST part is, they’ve totally given up on football… No wait. Scratch that. They just beat the worst Georgia team this decade at home.
We’re back, baby! Seriously. How bad of a defense do you have to have to give up 310 yards to Crompton?