So the last post was right around the beginning of the Sandusky ordeal, and this one was right after JoePa was fired as the head coach of Penn State University. I actually stayed up until about one in the morning to watch all of the initial coverage.
Wasn't it sad how Joe kept walking his disillusioned ass outside of his house to offer his comments to the supportive students and thus produce a news reporter's dream of a video clip? And did you hear how they fired him? They sent this man a letter; and inside the letter he had specific instructions to call a telephone number. After calling the number, Paterno was informed that he was no longer the coach of the Penn State football Nittany Lions. That's some shady shit. That's like mailing a letter to your girlfriend instructing her to call a phone number unfamiliar to her, only to tell her "it's fucking over" upon receiving her call.
This article was posted on a new day of the week since Thursday Night Football was making it's season debut. Which meant I was now spending Tuesdays and Thursdays at my day job trying to get these articles written and posted by the end of the work day. Thursdays were (I guess I can say "are" since I am currently still doing it) especially difficult since I needed to include quotes (texts) from the other league owners. Speaking of such, I would not like to take away from the contributions of the league owners. This would not be a possibility without your contribution. Okay, it's done. Don't say I never thanked you.
Professional Blues = me (Fox)
my ninjas = black
Jack D Rocks = brown
Legion of Doom = blue
RamRods = red
Bastard Mutants = orange
T. Green? = green
AK-47 = Adam (only met him a few times and have no idea what his last name is)
CANT WAIT = turquoise
Bruce Blingstein = gray (*automatic win*)