If you have been following the fervor that has surrounded Mark Stoops and his Kentucky football program which has yet to even practice together, you know that the BBN is giddy with hope and no longer feel the despair of being in the desolate bowels of the SEC cellar.
Ah, but Kentucky football fans are a fickle and fair-weather bunch. They claim the glory that is our basketball program, yet turn their backs on the gridiron exploits. They go as far as to even say things like, "I hate Kentucky football!", or "I wish they'd just get rid of the program." The best, however, are those that say "I'd root for em' if they would win." Then, whenever a glimmer of hope, ever fleeting it may be, comes to the big grassy pasture of Commonwealth Stadium, they are quick to fire shots at the fans who, heaven forbid, decide to peg Kentucky as their team in all aspects of sport and otherwise. Delusional and embarrassing, they spit. "Will they ever learn?" they lament like they are of some supreme intelligence.
Seriously, Kentucky could be on the verge of winning the SEC, no matter how outlandish that statement may seem, and they would organize some sort of military strike to keep it from happening.
Those are the ones who you have to keep your eye on. The same ones who will tell you how they shed tears over a Christian Laettner shot. It's just so odd that for some people who claim to love Kentucky more than anything, could also hate Kentucky so much.
All Cats, All Everything is not just some catchy Nike shirt to wear and boast your Big Blue pride whenever convenient. It's an instructional guide on how to live.
Any who, for the last several years, even after the glorious (by our standards) run that Papa Rich had, people would still harp and complain. Constantly citing the tenure of Hal Mumme. Everyone wanted some sort of gimmicky, point scoring bonanza of an offense. At least if we are going to get beat, we are going to put up a hell of a lot of points, right?
So now, the pieces are in place to bring back an offense that will resemble those Mumme-fied teams, but with the added bonus of also playing on the other side of the ball as well. They dug up the 'Air Raid' motto, and have began to, maybe prematurely, put it back on T-shirts.
There is hope and excitement again in Lexington. But, as per usual, we got some miserable people out there who are doing everything they can to fill up their bladders, and piss away in the BBN's bowl of Cheerios.
Now, don't get this confused as being a rah-rah rousing of unreasonable expectations come next fall. We aren't saying that we are going to win the SEC East anytime soon, unless of course we do, then we will totally say we told you so. But , dear God people, relax. What's wrong with being a KENTUCKY fan? Not just a convenient basketball fan?
The pessimism just points to the direction of they are not happy with their own lives, and are actually the ones who live a delusional existence by thinking a good, dare we say strong, football program will lessen the basketball program in some way.
It seems, and there is probably ample amount of evidence to support this claim, Kentucky's biggest rival isn't Louisville, Tennessee, Indiana, Duke, Florida, or anybody else, it's each other. It's inside it's own fan base that you will find Kentucky's biggest rivals.
To those, we just have one last thing to say in regards to the upcoming football season:
"Air Raid, you little freshmen bitches."
Ah, but Kentucky football fans are a fickle and fair-weather bunch. They claim the glory that is our basketball program, yet turn their backs on the gridiron exploits. They go as far as to even say things like, "I hate Kentucky football!", or "I wish they'd just get rid of the program." The best, however, are those that say "I'd root for em' if they would win." Then, whenever a glimmer of hope, ever fleeting it may be, comes to the big grassy pasture of Commonwealth Stadium, they are quick to fire shots at the fans who, heaven forbid, decide to peg Kentucky as their team in all aspects of sport and otherwise. Delusional and embarrassing, they spit. "Will they ever learn?" they lament like they are of some supreme intelligence.
Seriously, Kentucky could be on the verge of winning the SEC, no matter how outlandish that statement may seem, and they would organize some sort of military strike to keep it from happening.
Those are the ones who you have to keep your eye on. The same ones who will tell you how they shed tears over a Christian Laettner shot. It's just so odd that for some people who claim to love Kentucky more than anything, could also hate Kentucky so much.
All Cats, All Everything is not just some catchy Nike shirt to wear and boast your Big Blue pride whenever convenient. It's an instructional guide on how to live.
Any who, for the last several years, even after the glorious (by our standards) run that Papa Rich had, people would still harp and complain. Constantly citing the tenure of Hal Mumme. Everyone wanted some sort of gimmicky, point scoring bonanza of an offense. At least if we are going to get beat, we are going to put up a hell of a lot of points, right?
So now, the pieces are in place to bring back an offense that will resemble those Mumme-fied teams, but with the added bonus of also playing on the other side of the ball as well. They dug up the 'Air Raid' motto, and have began to, maybe prematurely, put it back on T-shirts.
There is hope and excitement again in Lexington. But, as per usual, we got some miserable people out there who are doing everything they can to fill up their bladders, and piss away in the BBN's bowl of Cheerios.
Now, don't get this confused as being a rah-rah rousing of unreasonable expectations come next fall. We aren't saying that we are going to win the SEC East anytime soon, unless of course we do, then we will totally say we told you so. But , dear God people, relax. What's wrong with being a KENTUCKY fan? Not just a convenient basketball fan?
The pessimism just points to the direction of they are not happy with their own lives, and are actually the ones who live a delusional existence by thinking a good, dare we say strong, football program will lessen the basketball program in some way.
It seems, and there is probably ample amount of evidence to support this claim, Kentucky's biggest rival isn't Louisville, Tennessee, Indiana, Duke, Florida, or anybody else, it's each other. It's inside it's own fan base that you will find Kentucky's biggest rivals.
To those, we just have one last thing to say in regards to the upcoming football season:
"Air Raid, you little freshmen bitches."
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