In the front row of the student section one guy was talking about punching Klein after his touchdown in front of us, saying stuff like "I'd punch Klein and I'd shank Klein" and eventually he ran out of steam and said "I'd... F*** COLLIN KLEIN!" and one of the cops up there turned around to him and said stone-faced "You wanna f*** Collin Klein?!?"
Some guy in our section wanted the replacement refs to show up.
Do you know why I put up with this 'pitiful job', Mr. Donaghy, why I fetch these folks' lunches and clean up their barfs? Cause they make television. And more then jazz, or musical theater, or morbid obesity, television is the true American artform.
Nothing specific but I'm getting annoyed with how many of the season ticketholders in my section repeatedly sell their seats to opposing fans. We were surrounded by purple kitty fans today.
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