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 listen to me anymore. Hopefully things look brighter on Monday.

2 thoughts on “Dear BYU”

  1. Sorry!
    Dear Bryce:
    Yes, we know we really came unglued. We’re sorry to have gotten everyone’s expectations up so high only to dash them. But, hey, it’s not like we’ve never done that before.
    Maybe next year…
    The BYU Cougars (also known as the Kittycats)

  2. Re: Sorry!
    Hey–thanks for apologizing. It’s the thought that counts, I suppose. Just TRY this week, how about that? A simple E for effort would be enough to not make me quite as bitter.

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