Charlie Sheen truly is an American hero. I’ve grown up watching him and feel like he has participated in the American Experience to the best of his ability and I am glad that he is getting the amount of exposure he is lately, because I fear the coke and the excessive binges will end his life here pretty soon.
On the UGA notes:
3 topics I will tear through like a rabid tiger (if you can’t tell this will be a Charlie Sheen flavored post, then you obviously don” t know your ass from Chuck Lorre) will be: The Crowell Infraction, Aaron Murray’s rockin’ bod, and the Dawgs in the Big Dance.
Crowell Situation:
I have lost all shreds of respect for the NCAA since the Cam Gate, Ohio State Tats for Cash, and Tressell’s Messell events. All were high profile programs running a muck whose punishment (if any were EVEN HANDED OUT) was the equivalent of being sent to ‘time out’. The point that I am trying to make is that the NCAA picks and chooses what they consider ‘rules’, how they ‘enforce’ these ‘rules’ and how they ‘punish’ those that break these ‘rules’. The Crowell situation is no different. Here UGA goes and self-reports a minor infraction that may be a violation of the rules, loosely interpreted, and we get hit with an ineligible Crowell (which has now been reinstated) and an April-less Richt on recruiting phone calls. What a joke.
I want to go on a serious profanity laced tirade to tell you how shitty and obtuse the NCAA is, but I’ve already done that several times, sent them several emails and letters about how I and the rest of the Nation feels about their lunacy (to which I have received no response whatsoever), and publicly scrutinize their every move. They kind of remind me of our illustrious Government who are so disconnected and removed from the ideas and feelings of those they govern, they forget what they are there for in the first place.
Moreover, I cannot believe the punditry surrounding ‘Crowell Gate’, especially Bill King from the AJC. This wanna be piece of shit with coke bottom glasses and equally unattractive beard feels that he is the end-all-say-all of UGA football analysis, morality, history, and mythos. This guy couldn’t get out of a shower of shit. Read this refuse here. Slippery Slope? How come every time we have a relatively quiet off season with nothing more than praise for good deeds (Blake Sailors is a badass). this fuck, Bill King has nothing better to do than to opine about how ‘Richt is becoming careless” and wondering “where should Richt draw the line?”. I’ll tell you what, Bill King, you can take your UGA hat you found on the Wal-mart rack, set it on fire and let the flames take your crappy beard, too. You couldn’t find anything else to write about? You sir, are pathetic and I hope you read this, get upset, and quit blogging all together. You know, I’m sure the short-lived career you have at AJC (PRINT NEWS, DUHN DUHN DUHN) will provide such a financial windfall that you can buy a new hat and some fucking contacts.
Aaron Murray’s Rockin’ Bod:
Looks like Joe T means business. I know hype is hype, but when we have every member of the team running faster, lifting more, and gaining good weight, you really can’t argue much. I’ll just let this pic speak for itself.
Yes, that is OUR QB!
Hoop Dawgs; The Never Ending Story that Ended
The tale of the season was summed up in a colorful yet unsatisfying manner on Friday night. I thought we were definitiely the more talented team, but not the smartest one on the court. It goes to show again and again how playing smart sometimes over-rules superior talent.
It would be a shocker to see Leslie or Thompkins stay, but if they do we are well poised for another tourney repeat appearance next year. Especially with Rockdale’s finest Kevin Ware could be on his way here.
Spring Practice update later in the week. Stay classy.
– Inspector G