Dear BYU
The next time you decide to choke, if you could be so kind as to send me an email or something so that I don’t waste my time listening to your lousiness, I’d be much obliged. I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised. I mean, we had some really near misses, and there were some troubling signs with the team–signs I was doing my best to ignore. That’s what I get for deluding myself. And I threw my back out, too. So I’m in a very grumbly mood this morning. Go read someone else’s blog. Trust me–you don’t want to […]