there goes davisImage via Auburn Athletics

Have you ever wondered what would be the correct, or best, or any punctuation of Rod Bramblett’s prophetic utterance (uh, I mean, call—more on that below) of the final play of the 2013 Iron Bowl?

No? Well, I have, and below I offer my attempt—I welcome your corrections/suggestions. By prophetic utterance, I don’t mean he was telling the future, but rather that he was acting as the mouthpiece, or spokesperson, of the Auburn Family. While we were all overcome by the excitement of the moment, Rod had to keep talking—coherently; he had to put the indescribable into words because, well, that’s his job.

He was up to the task, wouldn’t you say?

Well, I guess if this thing comes up short, he can field it and run it out. Alright, here we go: 56-yarder, it’s got—No, does not have the leg, and Chris Davis takes it in the back of the end zone. He’ll run it out to the 10, 15, 20, 25-30, 35-40, 45-50, 45—There goes Davis! [oh my gosh] Davis is gonna run it all the way back! Auburn’s gonna win the football game! Auburn’s gonna win the football game! He ran the missed field goal back! He ran it back a hundred and nine yards! They’re not gonna keep ’em off the field tonight!

Here’s another presentation of the transcript: theres goes davis 11

There was one aspect of Rod’s call that was foretelling, namely the first line in the transcription above. I start my attempt at punctuation there because that’s the first line in the video from which the screen-cap above is taken.

As for where I ended it—that line also tells what’s going to happen just before it does, or does it? Was there any indication by that moment that the field would be successfully rushed, or was Rod speaking from his understanding of the relationship between epic and student behavior?

Regardless, a special thing happened when Rod Bramblett watched Chris Davis run from one end zone to the other on November 30, 2013. The message that came through him is worthy of celebration alongside the feat on the field. It’s the kind of thing that makes Auburn, Auburn—the kind of thing that makes you say . . .

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