My man Herodotus called it.

In soft lands are born soft men. Love the tropics, island vacations are my jam. That said, no civilization worth a frick ever came from anywhere near where that Tua guy came from. Don’t post much, just thought I’d chime in with my two cents. The idea that any inbred moron from the state of Alabama thought they even stood a chance against LSU while being quarterbacked by the limp dick mother fricker is absolutely laughable. And I mean that literally. I’m laughing, loudly, as I type this. Maybe try recruiting Central Asia, somewhere around the Russian Steppe. Those guys know how to win, ask the Nazis if you can still find any. Until Alabama learns this lesson they will struggle to beat LSU now that we aren’t forced to play them with one hand tied behind our backs. I know you Gumps are so arrogant that you’ll be more likely to laugh at the absurdity of my historical references than to ever take me seriously, but that arrogance is precisely what got you here in the first place. Believe me.....or don’t. Makes no difference to me. But when you wake up in a decade and all you have to cling to are memories of admittedly magnificent victories over us from 2011 until now I hope you remember this post. Oh and spare me the “he was hurt” crap. He was hurt because he’s soft. Defective, if you will. Burrow wouldn’t have had that happen to him. He’s a winner, the frigid Ohio winter molded him into the man he is. Many years ago I would like to imagine there was a moment where Tua was wandering a beach on whatever god forsaken atoll he hails from collecting sea shells as a young boy. At that same moment, Big Dick Burrow was playing sand lot football with his buddies in a blizzard. His hands hurt so badly from the cold he couldn’t even feel his fingers. Yesterday’s game was won that day, though no one knew it until the clock hit zero last night. If I remember this drunken post I’ll check back in. If not, rammer jammer. Roll tide what? frick you.