Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Playin' Sickness


How could we forget the game that pretty much, kinda, doesn't even really count?

Oh come on, Arkansas Pine Bluff, don't look so offended.  Get off your high horse, Winthrop!  I recall a time when you were simply allowed the right to a first round-rape without the inconvenience of some trivial little play-in match.  But, the chubby white men from on high have passed down this decree, deeming you unworthy of automatic entry without an initial test of worth!

Say it again, Golden Lions?  Overcoming an 0-11 start (Yes. Seriously.) to finish second in the sssssSWAC and winning the conference tournament should be sufficient to impress?  'Fraid not.  If anything, let this be a lesson to any and all future convicts: you can never outrun your past, no matter how much you have matured as a person.  The white man will always... ALWAYS keep you down.

So arm up, #64 and #0, whomever you may be.  Grab your Mantoriis' and Salavances and prepare to dance, WITH SWORDS.  This is gonna be... good?

Upset Special: All Points Bulletin over Thropic Thunder... Or vice versa... Who cares, really?

Who yuh got?!?

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