In fairness, one needs to call bullshit on having to wait 22 years for that to be relevant.

Typo, forgot how directions work, potato, potahto.

Slight possible disagreement with Marge Schott on the list; growing up in SE Ohio, she never came across as obscenely, Kroenke-level wealthy (according to Wikipedia, she bought her controlling share of the Reds for $11 million). She always seemed less of a magnate and more like the guy who owns a number of McDonalds…

I think that was in one of Milton Friedman’s books.

Having grown up in SW Ohio, I had successfully purged JTM from my memory. Now I need to call my therapist again. Thanks for nothing.

I’m having memories of Bill Hicks talking about flag burning:

Screw bees!

Tuberville would probably have a good chance of winning the general in Alabama, but let’s remember that the election is still over a year away, so odds are about 50/50 that he’d end up running a campaign in a different state.

Given his career arc, those last two are reversed.

As opposed to the Conor-Habib beef, which is usually kept in-hand.

Effective immediately, all AAF players are authorized to sign with NFL Clubs.

Everybody bags on coaches for “misbehaving” and “abusing” players (and for being “unchecked psychopaths”), but their actions as university employees and educators are completely normal. I used to teach full-time at the local college, and I can’t tell you how many times I had to throw a student’s paper in her face or…

I had no real rooting interest in the tournament anymore, but after a couple of years of the NCAA and FBI being very serious about protecting the sanctity of our scholarship athletes and precious bodily fluids, if the tournament ends without Mark Emmert having to hand the trophy to Bruce Pearl, there is no god.

“Never trust a decision you don’t want your mom to know about.” Really terrible advice, that.

I don’t usually advertise the fact (because I know how objectively stupid it is), but I absolutely will put places on my personal blacklist, regardless of how much I have to cut off my own nose to do so. The worst is when I forget they were on the list, then go there anyway.

I want to say it was after losing to Kentucky and ending the streak that was the last thin thread of pride UT fans still had, but I could be wrong about that—again, there were so many losses, and I’m pretty sure that guy never figured out what was wrong, so he’s probably still saying it.

As someone who lived in Knoxville during the Derek Dooley glory years, I can say they were all worth it for the following call from an elderly gentleman after one of his many, many losses:

I applaud David Irving for addressing the matter so openly and directly. Frankly, I was expecting him to deny everything.

“Have you ever dreamt of receiving oral sex from your Aunt Margaret?”

Hey, all of Bob Knight’s four-year players graduated. And the fact that they dive under the table when someone slams a car door just shows how alert and prepared they are. You can’t argue with results.