The similarities are the blow-out losses to our rivals and the complete lack of offense. The recruiting was better then, so were the fans. Hell, you often knew going into the game you were going to lose, so you figured you better damn well win the weekend. That often meant doing things that could potentially get you in dutch with Law Enforcement, female opposing fans and their significant others, and school officials. The eighties to me were one big drunken blur of the reckless use of firearms, urine, vomit, elbow-titty, obscenity laced insults directed at elderly Dawg fans, fist fights and Kyle Morris interceptions. It was fckin' glorious.