We're in for nasty weather

I knew Steve Sarkisian was shit when he went running to Athletic Director, Pat Haden, during a fucking game about a fucking call. It stank of rich kid running to daddy because he couldn't get his fucking way. That moment I lost all hope/faith that Steve Sarkisian would ever amount to much more than a coach who lucks his way into bowl games because the wealth of talent on the field would cover his multitude of shortcomings as a coach.  He is just fucking awful.

I once had the following conversation:

Why do you like football if it makes you so cranky? 

I don't like it, I love it. 

Whatever. It's stupid.

They still haven't found her body. True story.

This one is for you, Steve.
It's suicide prevention month. Pretend I wrote something deep and meaningful about not committing suicide. I am too emotionally stunted this morning actually do so. Here's the National Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1-800-273-8255.

You matter.

Unless your name is Dick Cheney. Or Steve Sarkisian. Okay, even if your name is Steve Sarkisian. But fuck that Dick Cheney guy.


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