Maybe he doesn't like seeing a young man who has character and perseverance being made to look like an ass clown on national television. You like JJ and I don't and he doesn't. Les is a hyporcrit in this circumstance, spouting about team and family and then treating Lee like this is wrong. This one is more about wins and losses. Throwing barbs at other fans is sophomoric and serves no purpose.
This isn't about wins and losses. The problem is, you have no clue what it IS about, but feel justified in calling Miles a hypocrit. You have no clue what you're talking about.
Enlighten me with your wisdom then. Did you see the game, does it matter to you how people are treated. I do know what I see. Obviously Lee is not in the doghouse, he played, so what is the logic. You have a win at all costs attitude I don't. Your relationship to Miles and the football program is much more intimate than mine, in a strange stalkerish sort of way.
Looks like you got one foot on the high road, and the other on the low road. Can we conclude that you (like onceanlsufan) also wish for LSU to lose to Bama as karmatic payback for CLM's favoritism?
Didn't mean to throw barbs, if it sounded like that I was trying an attempt at sarcasm, I apologize you're correct. I want LSU to win always, just the way it is being done diminishes my enthusiasm a bit. I am sure that when I am at the game and the Marriott New Orleans, my perspective will be different.
Why don't you go find another thread if you don't like talk about Lee and stop trying to stifle discussion here.
Actually, I have no relationship to Miles...or Lee. I am a HUGE LSU Tiger fan, and that's who I root for. I don't root for Lee to the point I cry and cry like you are having NO FRIGGIN CLUE why he isn't playing more. As an LSU fan, I'm happy with the TEAM winning the SEC! You're the one with the intimate creepy stalking fascination with LEE!
Go a few posts up, I apologized if it sounded personal. I enjoy everyone's perspective. So without the hystrionics, what's yours, Fishhead?
JL was in the locker room with a cap sitting high on his head, as he put some grass in his mouth and started clapping by hitting the palms of his hands, yelling, "Clock it, clock it." Miles was not impressed.
