A record crowd of 1,011 attended the Big Orange Caravan during its final stop at the Kingsport Farmers Market in the Tri Cities last night. The new “family-friendly” spin on the event was a great idea, although the execution could use a bit of tweaking. It was hot, the lines were long, there were not enough seats, and much of the fun stuff was out in the hot sun, but overall, it was fun, and Tri Cities Vols Fans showed out.
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Butch Jones, who had spent the previous day in Birmingham for SEC Media Days and Nashville for its Big Orange Caravan, burned a day of his rare vacation to sign autographs, talk to Vols fans, and stop at Pal’s for a burger and a shake. Because you can’t come to the Tri Cities without stopping at Pal’s. Jones said he texted a picture of his meal to head basketball coach Rick Barnes, who didn’t attend, just to make him jealous.
A couple of stories I hadn’t heard from Jones included (1) him telling Josh Dobbs to do whatever Pittsburgh Steelers receiver Antonio Brown told him to do, and (2) a joke about how Sterl the Pearl, who wore #16 before Peyton Manning did, goes around telling people that his jersey is retired.
And by the way, I would listen to Sterl the Pearl read the roster ten times in a row. Dude’s got energy.
The nice lady beside him on the Macbook, maybe not so much. She needs less Coke and Dasani and more Sterl.
Jones did get into some newsy stuff, including touting the Vols academic turnaround and insisting that he wants players with the right attitudes even if people mock him for it now. Also talking to fans were director of track and field and cross country Beth Alford-Sullivan, tennis coaches Alison Ojeda and Chris Woodruff, Bob Kesling, and John Currie. They also got local favorite and The Rock painter Peyton Miller on stage for some appreciation.
It was a fun evening. I appreciate Bobby Rader and WXSM for having me on again to talk about Butch Jones’ positive leadership. Apologies to anyone for any sudden change in topics. It was loud, and Bobby was talking into my deaf ear, so I really had no idea what he was asking. If I sounded like a politician checking off his talking points and ignoring the question, well now you know the rest of the story.
And this post would not be complete without mentioning that somebody showed up with a lawnmower for Butch to sign.
Your move, Chattanooga, Nashville, and Memphis.
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