Thanks for backing me up, TT. If that was my son I'd never show my face again in town. I would rate that one a failure. (Only way--ONLY WAY--I'd accept my son crying at that game would be if he was one of the actual Bama players-- had left it all on the field, and was crying from loss, frustration and anger at crap calls from my coach).
I would accept my son crying like that at the game only if that beautiful girl he was with was ditching him. I would cry for him.
she said, "seriously you are crying over football, you can kiss this pu**y goodbye, i'm going to go find Brad Wing"
Actually, the ultimate slap in the face would be to not have a rematch and let this Bama team sink into mediocrity. They'll be singing woulda, coulda, shoulda for years.
Yeah, trust me, Kentucky ain't no garden of eden. You can't even get a good gumbo here - much less a decent etouffee. I've been here for nearly 15 years and don't even bother to out for dinner.
Dudes got daddys money, he's still ****ing her. When Bama hangs 40 on Moo U Saturday, she'll forgive him.