{"id":176,"date":"2000-11-28T02:51:12","date_gmt":"2000-11-28T09:51:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.danwashburn.com\/sportinglife\/?p=176"},"modified":"2008-09-11T02:51:38","modified_gmt":"2008-09-11T09:51:38","slug":"uga-vi-top-dog-rules-bulldog-nation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danwashburn.com\/sportinglife\/2000\/11\/28\/uga-vi-top-dog-rules-bulldog-nation\/","title":{"rendered":"UGA VI: Top Dog rules Bulldog Nation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/danwashburn.com\/uga.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p>November 28, 2000 \u00e2\u20ac\u201d My first            glimpse of football royalty came through the foggy rear window of a            red station wagon. I pressed my face to the wet glass and peered in.            His Majesty \u00e2\u20ac\u201d the most celebrated sports mascot in the nation \u00e2\u20ac\u201d was            sleeping.<\/p>\n<p>But this dog&#8217;s catnap would            not last long. The people would soon come calling. They always do.<\/p>\n<p>It was not yet 10 a.m., more            than two hours before kickoff of the annual Georgia-Georgia Tech grudge            match, and the car with the Chatham County plate reading &#8220;UGA VI&#8221; was            already drawing quite a bit of attention. It always does.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Is he in there?&#8221; one Georgia            fan, a grown man, asked, rubbing the dew off the tainted glass to get            a better look. &#8220;We&#8217;ve got to have him ready today.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The white English bulldog            known as UGA VI (pronounced ugg-uh) was ready, his owners assured            me. He always is.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He&#8217;s pretty hyper today,&#8221;            said Swann Seiler, 44, eldest daughter of Sonny Seiler, owner of the            school&#8217;s line of Bulldog mascots since 1956. &#8220;Today, he ate two shampoos,            and he grabbed my coat and ran with it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So he knows it&#8217;s a big game?&#8221;            I asked.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, it&#8217;s instinctive.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>But UGA&#8217;s game-day schedule            was a bit out of whack last week. The Thanksgiving holiday and Saturday&#8217;s            unusually early noon start time saw to that.<\/p>\n<p>Normally, he&#8217;d make the trip            to Athens from his home in Savannah on Friday, and spend the night in            his room at the Georgia Center for Continuing Education. The next day            would be a whirl of photo opportunities and guest appearances, as many            university-related events as he can cram into his busy schedule before            the game.<\/p>\n<p>UGA spent this game-day eve            at the veterinary school, so he didn&#8217;t even get to eat the steak that            fans leave outside his hotel room every Friday evening. The meat sat            untouched all night and had to be thrown away in the morning.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not that he&#8217;s not a gamer;            he&#8217;d eat it,&#8221; quipped Charles Seiler, 40, Sonny&#8217;s only son and UGA&#8217;s            on-field handler since he was 12 years old.<\/p>\n<p>There are some pregame traditions,            however, that never change.<\/p>\n<p>Like UGA&#8217;s parking spot under            the bridge behind the west end zone of Sanford Stadium. It&#8217;s marked            by a white barricade that reads &#8220;Georgia Mascot.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Or the carnations that Sonny            and Swann place on the graves of two former Bulldog mascots prior to            every home game. Georgia is the only major college that actually buries            it mascots within the confines of its stadium.<\/p>\n<p>Flowers went to UGAs I and            III on Saturday.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I chose UGA I,&#8221; Swann explained,            &#8220;because I felt with the Tech game we needed the whole sense of tradition.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And what a tradition it is.            It all started as a fraternity prank, Sonny admitted. And now, with            each new UGA, the legend grows. The dog has engendered an almost monarchial            devotion among Georgia fans \u00e2\u20ac\u201d and a fond fascination throughout the            rest of America.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The nation didn&#8217;t pay any            attention to the dog until the &#8217;80s,&#8221; Sonny said. &#8220;That&#8217;s when TV took            over college football.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And that also happened to            be perhaps the best decade in Georgia football history: one national            championship, three SEC titles and one Heisman Trophy for Herschel Walker.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;People started to identify            with UGA as much as, if not more than, the team,&#8221; Sonny said. &#8220;I didn&#8217;t            think any of that would happen. Now it&#8217;s gotten to where the dog really            runs our lives.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>UGA IV was the first mascot            ever invited to the Heisman Banquet, and donned a black tie to go with            game jersey to watch Herschel win the award.<\/p>\n<p>In 1997, UGA V graced the            cover of Sports Illustrated \u00e2\u20ac\u201d the magazine named him the nation&#8217;s best            college mascot \u00e2\u20ac\u201d and appeared in the Clint Eastwood film &#8220;Midnight in            the Garden of Good and Evil.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>One of his co-stars? His            owner, the real-life defense attorney featured in the book on which            the movie was based. Sonny, now in his 60s, has evolved into quite the            character actor, with bit roles in the Savannah-based movies &#8220;The Gingerbread            Man,&#8221; &#8220;Midnight,&#8221; and most recently &#8220;The Legend of Bagger Vance.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Prior to the Tech game, Sonny            made an appearance on Loran Smith&#8217;s radio show. He also signed a few            autographs.<\/p>\n<p>But there&#8217;s no questioning            whom the fans were there to see.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s the dog, man,&#8221; Sonny            deflected. &#8220;They don&#8217;t know me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And as game time grew nearer,            the crowd grew bigger and bigger around the UGA VI station wagon. Occasionally,            one of the Seilers would open the rear window and the crowd would giggle            and gasp. It was a celebrity sighting.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Man I wish I had my camera.            Gol-ly,&#8221; sighed Bill Kincaid, of Charlotte, who brought his 9-year-old            son John to see the game \u00e2\u20ac\u201d or to see UGA, I wasn&#8217;t sure. &#8220;What do you            think, John? Is that cool? You want to call mom and tell her?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>At 11:35 a.m., 25 minutes            to kickoff, the crowd was at its largest. Charles opened the car&#8217;s rear            door and let UGA out of his cage. From a bag, he produced one of UGA&#8217;s            jerseys \u00e2\u20ac\u201d they&#8217;re custom made, the same material as the players&#8217; \u00e2\u20ac\u201d and            UGA walked right through the neck hole.<\/p>\n<p>Cameras flashed. People petted            and posed, posed and petted. Cameras flashed again.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Beautiful dog,&#8221; more than            one person exclaimed.<\/p>\n<p>Damn good dog, the cheer            used to go. Damn big dog, might be the new cheer soon.<\/p>\n<p>With broad shoulders and            a head the size of a basketball, VI is the biggest of the UGA bunch.            He weighs 58.5 pounds, 14 pounds more than his father UGA V \u00e2\u20ac\u201d and he&#8217;s            not yet 2 years old.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/danwashburn.com\/uga6.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"257\" align=\"right\" \/>UGA            began to strut his way through the crowd, and all eyes, all cameras            followed. Fans whistled and smacked their lips. They wanted the dog            to look their way.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes UGA would oblige.            He&#8217;d shift his droopy eyes upward, and jut his bottom jaw outward. His            two incisors would slide in front of the furry folds of flesh that cover            most of his face. The crowd loved this, and he knew it.<\/p>\n<p>The adoration continued inside            the stadium. Players rubbed UGA&#8217;s head as they entered the locker room            before the game. And the crowd roared as Charles and UGA led the team            back onto the field.<\/p>\n<p>A cheerleader walked UGA            to his climate-controlled dog house in front of the seats that house            the student body. The dog jumped right on top of his giant ice bag,            even though the weather outside was cold enough that UGA could see his            own breath.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s like a pacifier,&#8221; Charles            said as UGA ripped through the plastic bag and began to gnaw on cubes            of ice.<\/p>\n<p>The photo requests began            right away. Since the famed hedges were torn down during the celebration            that followed Georgia&#8217;s victory over Tennessee earlier in the season,            no buffer exists between dog and dog lovers. The UGA-razzi clicked away.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Let&#8217;s face it,&#8221; Charles            said. &#8220;Some people aren&#8217;t here for football.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>But that is why there are            mascots, and that is why no photo request goes unfulfilled.<\/p>\n<p>A steady stream of people \u00e2\u20ac\u201d cheerleaders, band members and state troopers included \u00e2\u20ac\u201d knelt next            to the dog and smiled for the camera. UGA didn&#8217;t always cooperate, choosing            instead to chomp on whatever hand was closest.<\/p>\n<p>He is still a puppy, after            all.<\/p>\n<p>And watch out if big Hairy            Dawg, Georgia&#8217;s human mascot, walks by. Turns out his uniform can&#8217;t            be washed and its stench stirs something within UGA. He&#8217;ll leap up after            the beast suddenly, often catching Charles off guard.<\/p>\n<p>At halftime, we met Sonny            outside the locker room. A golf cart whisked us away to the luxury suites            high atop Sanford Stadium. Charles stayed behind \u00e2\u20ac\u201d to rest, I suppose.<\/p>\n<p>As we exited the elevator            and entered the hallway, people pressed their backs up against the wall            to let UGA through. &#8220;Hello, Mr. Seiler. Hello, UGA,&#8221; they would say.            And then we&#8217;d be ushered into one of the alumni boxes.<\/p>\n<p>Nothing like a cute dog to            brighten a room, and lighten the heavy load of a 27-3 halftime deficit.            The space around UGA filled with people quickly. Everyone wanted their            picture taken with the dog.<\/p>\n<p>He was like Santa Claus at            the Mall of Georgia.<\/p>\n<p>We were back on the sidelines            before the second half began. From the stands, some rowdy fraternity            members screamed &#8220;UGA!&#8221; and barked uncontrollably.<\/p>\n<p>As Georgia&#8217;s prospects grew            grimmer and grimmer, Charles and Sonny grew less and less talkative.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;They&#8217;re very serious on            game day,&#8221; Swann warned me earlier.<\/p>\n<p>And so UGA and I watched            the seconds tick away together in silence. And when they did, we all            walked briskly back to the red station wagon.<\/p>\n<p>UGA got back in his car,            ready to go home with his family. Yep, UGA&#8217;s a mere house pet after            all the people go away. Well, he&#8217;s a really famous house pet \u00e2\u20ac\u201d who receives            tons of fan mail and has his own car.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So what does he do now?&#8221;            I asked Sonny.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He goes home and sleeps.            He&#8217;s tired,&#8221; Sonny replied. &#8220;And me? 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