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April 09, 2003
Ding Dong Al Bohl is Gone!

Al Bohl got fired about 45 minutes ago, greatly increasing the odds that Roy is staying, Joy Joy Joy!

and now to add insult to unemploymentness, I offer this retort to Al.

Al: "(The) Kansas basketball coach had the power to crush me or let me fly and he chose to crush me. This is a sad day in college athletics when a college basketball coach can hire and fire an athletic director."

Me: Roy=Basketball God, Al=sleazy used car salesmen. Ha ha ha! you're unemployed! Don't you have a bread-line to stand in somewhere? Get the crap off of our campus, and if you ever insult Roy again, I'll personally seek you out in a dark alley and go to work on you with a pair of rusty pliers and a blow torch.

Posted by Kyle at 04:28 PM | Category: Fun with Balls


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