In any typical year--you know, those glory years under Glen Mason when the Gophers managed to attend a trivial bowl game--the matchup with our incestous friends to the south would be excellent fodder for Internet watering holes like this one.
But Tim Brewster's coaching genius has left "Gopher Nation"--the 18 of us, not my blogging brother--at a loss for words. Taking potshots at Kirk Ferentz and his Hawkeyes seems almost juvenile, even if Oops Pow Surprise at Black Heart Gold Pants is doing his utmost to triple-dog-dare us gentlemanly Minnesota bloggers into a war of words.
So, to my friends in Iowa who wear camoflauge when a party invitation suggests attire is black tie optional, I say I will not lower myself to taking cheap shots at your state, your football team, your sexual deviancy at 4-H events or Steve Alford and his infamous hair gel. It's just not going to happen. PJS is making like Dennis Green and taking the high road.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Pledge: No Iowa Potshots
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High. Performance. Helicopter.
The rules are fair.
The regulations are fair.
The competitive balance is fair.
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