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January 02, 2006
Heart Attack City
...right here on our tube, baby.
Geaux, IRISH!!
UPDATE: Pffft. Major Dad adds (GRUDGINGLY) "Those illiterate Ohio State players, most of whom will never graduate...did a good job. Am I a sore loser? ALWAYS." At least he has his 'tinis to wallow in. No such luck, I.
Pffft.
Posted by tree hugging sister at January 2, 2006 05:22 PM
Comments
Yee haw! After being in Iraq with a battalion from Ohio, I hope we get a really delicious victory today!!
But both teams look excellent.
Posted by: Mike Rentner at January 2, 2006 05:59 PM
ExCRUciatingly excellent!!
Argh...No nerves of steel here ~ we're both 'heart in our throats'.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 2, 2006 06:11 PM
OSU 21, ND 7 currently. Three long plays for scores. This hasn't been pretty so far.
Posted by: Nightfly at January 2, 2006 06:31 PM
::GULP::
Nope, it hasn't. Catching a ball would be a good thing, Notre Dame-wise.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 2, 2006 06:41 PM
Blocked kick, praise Touchdown Jesus!!
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 2, 2006 06:45 PM
Argh. That was an underwhelming 3 and out.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 2, 2006 07:17 PM
Hey, who's the little sissyboy in the green hat? [duck]
Posted by: Ken Summers at January 2, 2006 11:30 PM
Major Dad is correct. According to the NCAA, Ohio State's graduaion rate is a pitiful 54 percent. Notre Dame has the best among the Top 25 football teams with 96 percent.
Hopefully, Jersey Guy Charlie Weis will be as successful on the field as his team is in the classroom next season.
Posted by: The Contrarian at January 3, 2006 08:40 AM
I confess that I harbor unpure thoughts about that Samardzija kid from ND, even though he was ineffective in last night's game. If I was a coed at ND, I'd be on him like Whoopi on a white man. Rowr.
Posted by: Lisa at January 3, 2006 09:16 AM
Lisa!! That's disGUSTing!!!
(And I SAW HIM FIRST, so BACK OFF!!)
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 3, 2006 01:04 PM
See, in my mind, I don't FEEL that much older than they are, so I feel free to think, "Dadgum, he fills out those pants NICELY."
My fantasies are then OBLITERATED when they flash their birthdates on the screen. (1985? Ye gads. Wasn't that yesterday?)
Posted by: Lisa at January 3, 2006 01:24 PM
Why is it we feel bad, nursing such thoughts about infants, but it's okay for Tom Cruise?
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 3, 2006 01:40 PM
::gasp:: And I'm SO RUDE!!!
A Warm Swill WELCOME, Contrarian!!
Posted by: tree hugging sister at January 3, 2006 01:43 PM