FB: Minnesota Intercollegiate Athletic Conference

[DuffMan]

I thought Coach Brezewitz told you to get the dlip out of his nice bathrooms.

That was pre-game outside of the stadium.  The ones in the stadium were quite nice minus the UWW jabronis that felt it necessary to berate us for being Johnnie fans.

[USTBench]

If Caruso leaves after this year, it won't be to USD. Joe Glenn, former Northern Colorado, Montana and Wyoming coach will be the new head guy for the 'Yotes.

Let the prognostication of where else Caruso will defect to begin.

[DuffMan]

Sfury scooped you about 22 hours ago 

[USTBench]

Sfury scooped you about 22 hours ago 

Drats.

Would've caught it but was too inundated with complaints of UST's JV squad running up the score on SJF.

[DuffMan]

You're forgiven...for the repeat headline, not for Caruso's incredibly unsportsmanlike beatdown of the EC Whiners.

[USTBench]

Well, maybe I wasn't scooped on this:

http://minnesota.cbslocal.com/video/6516175-tommies-head-coach-sr-center-on-d3-semi-finals/

Bringing a hog on Rosen Sports Sunday. Caruso hasn't completely "forgotten his roots" as implied by SJF's homer announcers.

[tommiegun]

WOOOOOOAHHHHHH big fella, (instructs Tommiegun as he rides his steed back into what used to be a snarky, free-for-all, wild west region MIAC town after a long weekend out on the range, noticing a bunch of froo-froo, tightly wound, sniveling, hypersensitive noreasters).  "What's got ya'lls britches in a bunch?" Tommiegun asks the first noreaster he sees (who, incidentally, is sporting a divine cardinal colored smock)

Noreaster: We're just dlipping flabbergasted that all you heathensout on the frozen steppes at the end of civilization cannot use proper tact and, eh-hem, decorum, when addressing your Empirial betters in our discourse on American futbol. 

(Tommiegun takes a shot of whiskey while staring the cardinal smocked man in the eyes, swallows, hacks, and spits at the noreasters ruby colored Birkenstocks)... This town ain't big enough for the two of us...

... the offended cardinal smocked man makes a move for his hip cannon, catching tommiegun off guard for just a moment.  The smocked man gets off a shot, and nicks tommiegun with his deranger.  Amazed that his pea shooter didn't incapacitate tommiegun, he cowers in fear as, a now completely recovered, tommiegun whips out a Schofield and puts one in his knee.  While he lies in the dirt, trying to catch his breath, the cardinal smocked man squeels, "please, please, no more."  Out of sympathy, tommiegun holsters his weapon and walks into the nearast tavern.  A few rowdy lads, itching for an opportunity to play with this quirky out-of-towner, kick some dirt on his, now hopelessly dirty, smock, a mere 26 minutes before the 'noreaster was scheduled to hop a train out of town.  Embarrassed, injured, dirty, clothes a mess, the 'noreaster limps to the train (complaining all the while), and rides it away from the sunset. SCENE.

[USTBench]

WOOOOOOAHHHHHH big fella, (instructs Tommiegun as he rides his steed back into what used to be a snarky, free-for-all, wild west region MIAC town after a long weekend out on the range, noticing a bunch of froo-froo, tightly wound, sniveling, hypersensitive noreasters).  "What's got ya'lls britches in a bunch?" Tommiegun asks the first noreaster he sees (who, incidentally, is sporting a divine cardinal colored smock)

Noreaster: We're just dlipping flabbergasted that all you heathensout on the frozen steppes at the end of civilization cannot use proper tact and, eh-hem, decorum, when addressing your Empirial betters in our discourse on American futbol. 

(Tommiegun takes a shot of whiskey while staring the cardinal smocked man in the eyes, swallows, hacks, and spits at the noreasters ruby colored Birkenstocks)... This town ain't big enough for the two of us...

... the offended cardinal smocked man makes a move for his hip cannon, catching tommiegun off guard for just a moment.  The smocked man gets off a shot, and nicks tommiegun with his deranger.  Amazed that his pea shooter didn't incapacitate tommiegun, he cowers in fear as, a now completely recovered, tommiegun whips out a Schofield and puts one in his knee.  While he lies in the dirt, trying to catch his breath, the cardinal smocked man squeels, "please, please, no more."  Out of sympathy, tommiegun holsters his weapon and walks into the nearast tavern.  A few rowdy lads, itching for an opportunity to play with this quirky out-of-towner, kick some dirt on his, now hopelessly dirty, smock, a mere 26 minutes before the 'noreaster was scheduled to hop a train out of town.  Embarrassed, injured, dirty, clothes a mess, the 'noreaster limps to the train (complaining all the while), and rides it away from the sunset. SCENE.

Dlipping wonderful, +K

[DuffMan]

The smocked man gets off a shot, and nicks tommiegun with his deranger.

Deranger or derringer??? 

[tommiegun]

We ain't got no time for edjumacation out on the range.

[DuffMan]

We ain't got no time for edjumacation out on the range.

[retagent]

I think "deranged" is about right.

[USTBench]

We ain't got no time for edjumacation out on the range.

TG,

Speaking of great scholars. It appears the fellas from upstate NY that accused our freshmen of trying too hard in the 4th Quarter and accused the MIAC PP personnel of dinging their karma have been lurking on the boards, and...wait for it...dinging your karma.

Wait a minute...my karma has been dinged too. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! 

[OzJohnnie]

Mine has been pinged as well *snif*.  I was going to thank them for a week of entertainment on the boards, but maybe not so much now.  More Stella Artois, boys?

[USTBench]

Mine has been pinged as well *snif*.  I was going to thank them for a week of entertainment on the boards, but maybe not so much now.  More Stella Artois, boys?

I'll take the Stella, they can have Adrien Brody brooding around trying to act like a heterosexual.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g1uuqB-M4F0