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Post by tog on Nov 30, 2005 11:08:47 GMT -6
or whatever you call it I like it when it comes back and bites you.  |
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Post by saintrad on Nov 30, 2005 12:30:14 GMT -6
too funny
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Post by brophy on Nov 30, 2005 12:35:08 GMT -6
I remember one time in college....(not the greatest memory)
I was a NT in a 3-4 and we were opening up against a non conference opponent that ran the bone and were heavy in the dive option. We were all geeked up after a great week of practice and smoking the previous week's opponent. So the very first play of the game, I beat the center and just lay out their fullback. Feeling like a total stud, I get up and start flexing....
......well it turns out, they never gave to the FB and instead gave it to the HB who got stuffed on the perimeter and now he made his way back my way and trucked me! HA! Whot a revoltin' devlopment! I don't believe I ever did that again....
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Post by amikell on Nov 30, 2005 21:19:14 GMT -6
my favorite memory of this came when I was in college. i wasn't much of a talker, just not my style. I was a center, and we were playing a shaded nose defense (over/under) the NG was a flat out stud, one of the best I ever played against, the best in college. first play of the game, we line up, he tells me, "I'm gonna make you my (female dog in heat) today." ball's snapped, pancake, I couldn't resist say "who's your (female dog in heat) now." of course, I think I graded out at something like a 60% that game.
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