I was at 5th grade camp with my younger daughter until yesterday. Evacuating a cabin in the middle of the night that had a sewer pipe back up was more fun than watching that game today. ETA: It is true that we had to evacuate, and my cabin mate and I had to move 12 5th grade girls and all of their shit in less than 10 minutes to a new cabin. Everyone had fun, except for the two whiniest girls I've ever had the displeasure of knowing--they stood in the corner and cried, expecting me and others to pack and move their crap for them. Um...no, just no.
It's been the theme of my last few days...and the last three weeks of LSU "football." The best thing about this 5th grade camp was that the weather was beautiful, cool, but not cold, and sunny--not 105-107 degrees like when I went with my older daughter in September of 2011 (but the LSU football was much better that season--hasn't been the same since.) While unfortunate with our "shitty" cabin, we did manage to avoid a 4 a.m. tornado warning that happened a day before we went and the 28 degree low temp we're going to have tonight. I'm SO not outdoorsy, either.
Who gives a rat fuck what's best for one player? The program has become a can of dog shit on fire rolling down a mountain. Winning is best for Fournette, Harris, Guice, the cheerleaders, the Golden Girls, and the guy that sits behind you at games who never shuts up. Losing is bad. Winning is good.
You mean the fat ass at the game earlier with fucking food all over the front of his shirt that was 1 row up from me and 2 seats over. Obnoxious fat ass is what i like to call them or aka Ole Miss fan.
Yeah I'd agree with that. The missing piece in Miles method of grind it out 1972 style is the defense. It's getting worse each week. Oddly each post game he seems to only blame offense.
