You are not serious people…

I’m always right. I’ve always been right. When they brought this joker into the future ash pit that is Eugene, Oregon, I feared for the lack of an adult in the room and expressed so here to an audience that has yet to fully understand my agnostic approach to the greatest American game. Hoo boy, these rec center counter jockeys don’t even have an older brother in the garage to remind them their music sucks every chance he gets.

Goofs don’t win. Ever. The closest we’ve come is Ryan Day but I suspect the latest American fad of Autism is at play there. If we’ve learned anything since we turned the page from from tit filled films and young men shoulder tapping for beer in an Albertsons parking lot of the 1900’s to the 2000’s, it’s that Autism now rules the world. Lucky break for the Buckeyes.

Never forget the hubris in the losses to the hapless Bow Downs at HOME nor the utter collapse in that half filled mouse trap in Corvallis. A conference title game on the line for a chance to play is the last, true granddaddy before the whole ship deep throats an iceberg with its ass out. He let it float away without even a hint of the anger that Urban Meyer would show if one of his cocktails ventured below the half way mark.

He possesses the worst trait you can find in a college football coach. He does not hate losing. This author likes his coaches suicidal. It’s the American way.

The Scodux news networks would have you believe a lack of evidence can only equal success. I only believes in my eyes and history. I have no delusions of defensive grandeur simply because they’ve turned the roster over. Sweet Jesus God, roster turnover IS college football. Might as well roll a pair of dice for your life. Might as well not even play the games.

We are in for it this season, readers. The sixth best staff in the conference is never going to be good enough to hang in the reborn and dying Conference of Champions.

Clowns hire clowns and Oregon has hired four in a row since our own autist changed the game of college football.

I’ve seen enough.

Remember, the yellow line you’re seeing on your screen is not the official first down marker and there has to be indisputable visual evidence that the call on the field was wrong before they can overturn this. It’s seems like a lot of you forget that.

Let’s get this over with.

Mike