I’m sorry Ken. As a former cheerleader for a perpetual ACC also-ran, I know the feeling. One game, against FSU and their paleolithic bumpkin head coach, while we were losing at home so badly that Penn State boosters were chatting up our local recruits in the emptying stands, I looked at the scoreboard, said to myself, “What the hell am I doing here?” and decided to transfer to a school with only male cheerleaders and a good vet school.
fish eye no miko
Aw, damn… )-:
Petoht
Despite the searing pain of being swept (AGAIN), Steve can still bring a smile to my face. Despite how poignant this song has become…
Joe, I would lay a curse upon your ancestors three hundred years from now…but really, why would you care? I’d lay a curse on your daughter, but in this instance the phrase ‘your daughter’ already suggests a bit of a curse on its own, so why bother?
If you do lay that 300 year curse, I would recommend storing your supply of brains on ice, and perhaps in a different room than the one in which your dinner party is being held.
Just a tip for those wanting to curse descendants.
Petoht
No need, Ken. Seems 4 win-or-die games was the limit for the Sox.
Part of me is hoping for a Dodgers/Rays Series so that nobody bothers to watch. More abysmal numbers for FOX.
