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Thursday, August 2, 2018
Buh Bye, Urban and All Your Wife Beating Sheltering Staff
Being an apologist is unbecoming of the commish.
College football is cyclical, and within those cycles are dramatic ups and downs from year to year. Sure you can put together a great season followed by another one or two, but there is inevitable decline, a reloading, rebuilding, as it were. Unless you are dirty. We'll come back to that.
It's like the Tour de France. Sure somebody has to win the stage but if you are a guy who is tearing up the Alps one day, the human body needs a day or two to recover so you are off the back on the next day. Day after day at the front of the field is humanly impossible. Unless you are dirty.
Institutions of higher learning are not fond of having their employees kick the shit out of pregnant women. Repeatedly. And they put in place rules to out the shit stains that allow those dickless cunts to continue to throw their wives around. So why risk careers keeping Zach Smith on staff when he is the shittiest coach on one of the best teams in Big 10 history? The Earl Bruce's grandson schtick is a smoke screen. Don't believe that loyalty bullshit. This is a profession that fires their own children or best friends for one blown call despite thousands of right ones.
Nope. To paraphrase the Zachster, "If they try to fire me, I'm bringing them all down." Now, what kinda shit does he have on Urbs and the staff that would allow him to keep his job while smacking around his preggo wife while their three year old daughter clings to her leg??? Certainly not the ol' "the whole staff knew, it's an open secret" thing. That is weak sauce, amigos.
Nope. Zach knows how dirty Ohio State is that allows them to stockpile recruits there in ... Columbus. Seriously? People with free will choose to go to Columbus? I doubt it. The shit is deep and it goes beyond free tattoos and car leases.
Now the Commish will paint Urban Meyer as the victim, but don't you believe him. Just look at the 8x10 Urban headshot on the Commish's nightstand next to his bottle of lotion and tissues. Despite Jimbosuke's man-boy lust for Urbs, he knows what is at the core of the man he worships. Look at the trail of criminals he protected in Gatorland or the co-eds he diddled, the murders he covered up.
The reign has ended. And the scab that is Columbus will be peeled back exposing the maggot filled pus ball that is THE Ohio State football cofefe.
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COFEFE! Now THAT was brilliant. Well done, DPo.
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DeleteFreaking gold this is!
DPo, I am not worthy to blog with you.
You fuckers can pound sad UP your asses with a muddy spoon.
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