Monday, July 14, 2008
The only different new aspect, life without Ryan. My fourth son taking off for Georgetown University. Things won't be the same without my loyal sidekick.
How could this happen? How? Is the only thing the admissions committee knows about basketball which players they're supposed to let in? WE'RE TALKING ABOUT A MOLE HERE, PEOPLE. "Loyal sidekick"? C'mon. They blew it. They totally blew it. We're going down.
Didn't they immediatley realize when they saw this surely sleazy, sweaty, short kid show up at the admissions interview that he was going to destroy Georgetown?! Jesus Christ! R.I.P. Georgetown, 1789-2008. It was a good run. Until you let in a Pitino.
When Jack the Bulldog is found dead in a pool of blood at orientation, we will know it has begun.
Just look at this abomination.
1 comments:
i think the part of the application that sad pitino was his father, and basketball coach was the occupation should have been pretty alarming
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