..cough-cough...hack-hack.........WHEW!!.....boy is it DUSTY in here!....

I didn't exactly light it up with Misssouri and Pavlic/ko in 5-8 ...either.



I am now 10-10.

I wish I would have typed this in white out.

Coach...ah wonder if Dala................nah.


Better not say it.

Just thinking out loud...that's all.

Uh-oh.

Guess who just called to get Mike Warren teasers?

If the hillbillies don't cover tonight...

WVU -3

230/200

Another loser. I'll have to add up all of my losses.

nice call coach.

Admirable.

Boise State -7
330/300

Coronary avoided

Another good one CP:tro:

danke

Miami Hurricanes
-2.5
220/200

+70

+570

Mushin' got my chips cashed in. Keep mushin', like the doo-dah ham
Together, more or less in line, just keep mushin' on.

Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street.
Foxboro, New York, Denver and it's all on the same street.
Your typical city involved in a typical nightmare
Hang it up and see what the mush brings.

Dallas, got a soft quarterback; Houston, too close to New Orleans;
New York got beat by Cleveland; but the mush just won't let you be, oh no.

Most of the cast that you meet on Nerdy Trail speak of true locks,
Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home.
One of these days they know they better get goin'
Off the trail and down to Face Disadvantage all alone.

Mushin', like the doo-dah ham. Once told me "Good luck but I like the other team"
Sometimes your picks ain't worth a dime, if you don't take them down,

Sometimes the mush's all pissin' on me;
At those times I can barely see.
Lately it occurrs to me What a ponderous, strange mush it's been.


What in the world ever became of Balletto?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same
Livin' on porn, weed, and hoagies,
All a friend can say is "Is that a girl?"

Mushin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin', you better kill it slow
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and dig a shallow grave.

Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window.
Got a tip they're gonna pick the opposite team
I'd like to get a winner before I travel,
But if you're gonna mush, I guess I'm not gonna win.

Busted, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, like KGB in a park.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. They just won't let you be, oh no.

You're sick of losin' a lot and you'd like to win some;
Get tired of losin' and you want to win a dime.
I guess they can't mush your soul for tryin',
Get out of the thread and look for some midget porn

Sometimes the mush's all pissin' on me;
At those times I can barely see.
Lately it occurrs to me What a ponderous, strange mush it's been.

No more mushin', I'm a goin' home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,
Back home, sit down and pick some winners, and get that mushin' off.
Hey now get outta hea, Mush!!

^^^^ On The Mush...by Coach Kerouac.


OOOOOOOOOO

Behooved.

Georgia -105

420/400