Can we finally just call the pac12 10-deep?

TierbsHsotBoobs said:

puppylove_sugarsteel said:

doogsinparadise said:

puppylove_sugarsteel said:

...like pumpy everytime he sinks the rotohammer baby! Pup's got:

-ACC @ 6-deep (Billy)
-SEC @ 3-deep (Race)
-Big10 @ 3-deep (tequilla)
-big12 @ 1 deep (Baabs)

Aside from the pac12, who could go 10-deep and legit outscore and beat any team from any other conference (sans the respective conferences #1 team), what conference can be proud of their products on the field.

Oregon is looking like the pac12's 3rd worst team, yet could roll into any conference and outscore their 2-12, 2-14 on any Saturday. Why I think UW could be in BIG TROUBLE Saturday.

Joey Galloway took a massive swipe at the pac12 today, so too did 2 other east-coast dipshits comprising COLLEGE FOOTBALL LIVE.

Petersen has been saying as much for 3 years. Somehow dipshits like Race, Baabs, Nacho, tequilla, paradise, J, Splitter, and many others who will show themselves in this thread , have just blamed Pete and jon smith for 7-6 seasons due to coaching inadequacies.

This conference is the real deal, pumpy been saying as much since this clickhole's inception and longer. Btw, hows life off the wagon you long-time Peteypounders? You might get redemption this week in Eugene, but a 1-loss husky team is almost a given. Nobody is getting through this conference without an STD. Problem is which one (or 2) of the 10-deep is going to be better than UW on that particular day or days? I called the Apple cup for north and stand by it (I picked WSU, we'll see)


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Pussy.

You picked neither so might as well just bank on Alabama to win the pac12 north doogins

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Friends, DON'T SHAVE YOUR ASS-HAIR!

allpurpleallgold said:

TierbsHsotBoobs said:

Comprehensive list of teams in the Pac-12 that could compete for the championship in the ACC, B1G, or SEC:

Fucking doog.