BombSquad

Hooray for us! Hooray for pronouns without antecedents!

Good luck Fulton! Rock those middle Tennessee boys! -From a Catholic fan

You found my first mistake ever. You win. Congratulations. This is your winning ticket. Print it off and frame it. With this ticket you may redeem the joy of winning. There is no cash prize, nor is there any material prize whatsoever. However, I believe are the type of person that can be driven merely by the competition. You've got that same drive that makes Kevin Garnett hatch himself out of that basketball in the Gatorade commercials: It's not to win a prize, it's to compete. Here's to you and your cleverly original wit that is displayed in Lip-SCUM. In closing, I'd like to pull a Freddy Mitchell and thank my hands for typing this post. I can only hope my career goes as far as his.

First of all, anyone who uses the term "LOL" deserves to be banned not only from CoachT, but also from the planet earth. It just makes you look too mature for these boards. Secondly, in reference to a prior post, I propose that instead of Fulton vs. David Lipscomb, we pay the TSSAA $10 to see Billy vs. Chuck. We'll give them an all time quaterback, and it's one on one football. Forget talking about the real game, I want to hear about this fictional matchup. I'm taking Billy in the categories of in-game coaching and pure speed. However, Chuck has a level of preparation that no one in the state can hold a candle to, and if canes are allowed, that might swing the outcome. That's just one man's opinion.

I love how you all have convinced yourselves that you are "trash talking." When this entire thread is "Fulton will win." or "Lipscomb will win." If not that it is someone posting a score. Surely someone will have guessed the score correctly by Saturday, and will come back on here and say, "See, I told you so." Thing is, no one from the other team will be here to read it, so enjoy this phenomenon. Someone send word to me if this thread gets interesting.

East Tennessee fans sure are proud of that green smiling face thumb feature on here.

That actually hurts to look at.

I love what people hear about. While conversations with myself would be funnier and more intelligent than conversations with most people on here, I have not reached that low point in my life just yet. I am not saying I have not had other screennames... Those were used in times of special need and never to talk with myself. Might I add that I also love the insinuation that no one can be as dumb as BombSquad. Thanks for that. I'm sorry, Daburg, that my legendary status has not allowed you to be recognized for the individual you are.

Well hey there, Sunshine. I, snob though I may be, am sure glad that you decided to join CoachT. As for the recruiting of myself: chalk someone up for a mental error for wasting valuable recruitment hours on me. Have a nice week.

They had a lot of sucess with the Statue of Liberty, the Hook and Lateral, and had one nasty version of The Annexation of Puerto Rico. I'd recommend those plays to give you a start on what will have success against the Stangs.

Brother... Religion... I get it. ...Not quite the powerhouse quote you were looking for to close the thread. Let's race to see who can get the last quote in.

To all those in Dyersburg: What are your views regarding poetry? This may sound off topic, but that is all relative to what on topic is.

I'd like to extend the love and apathy of all of my screennames to those of you who are participating in this debate.

...Feel better? I know I do. You should stick to inventing things. You had a good at bat that time you invented sarcasm. Giles County played a very good game tonight. That should be noted instead of this.

What did it get me, bulldog? Other than free access to a public message board and a one way ticket into your head.

...Touché

...Just a heads-up, if you're trying to be sarcastic here, it's presented in a way that is hard to pick up. If you are, in fact, serious, you should look into being sarcastic.

You've all been had. Not only am I BombSquad, Eddie Haskell, and mustangfan, I am also bulldog69. I started questioning my own identity... Pure genius, suckers.

Stick around, you've got a career ahead of you in this posting thing. You know there is only one BombSquad. Sorry to disappoint. While there are some students of the fame, the consistency is only found one place. I digitally apologize if this comes of as cocky. Remember, I mean everything I type on CoachT. To all of my colleagues, I am sorry that Mr. bulldog doesn't recognize you as the individuals you are. Keep up the good work; one day I will pass the torch.

If defense truly wins ball games, shouldn't we just stick to the X's?

...Come now as we stand and sing.

Oooo... This thread is riveting. You guys keep coming up with new boring ways to say nothing. As someone who has been blacklisted before, I've seen the dark side of CoachT moderators. I have also seen my share of locked threads. As a self-proclaimed expert on the matter, the last DL-GC thread was an incredibly cordial display. It was like fine art: to some it's masterful, while others can't quite grasp it mentally. It's only Wednesday. Chalk us up for one lock. We've still got two more days: Aim high.

Allow me to insert a non sequitur. The oddities of the English language lead me to believe that, as a tax-paying citizen of the contiguous 48, I have a distinct right to pronounce Giles County with a hard “G” as it is used in the word “Gross”. So, from now on when you read my posts, please inform the narrator in your head that I am using a hard “G”. On second thought, I may begin using the “G” sound as it is found in the word “through”… basically a silent “G”. In this case, your internal MC should refer to the Iles County Bobcats. This brings us to the second word in “Giles County”. I’d like to welcome to CoachT, the soft “C” as used in the term “fancy”. To wrap this up, I wish safe travel to the Giles County Bobcats, or is it the Giles County Bobcats… Regardless, back to limericks.

Excellent news! Perhaps it will rain Friday afternoon, and a rainbow will descend onto Reese Smith once more, and the Band of Gold, accompanied by the precious sounds of the bagpipes, will bring back the long lost leprechaun of the rare Scottish Leprechaun Contingent! Here's to hoping.

On Friday it’s thirty degrees In a kilt, even real men might freeze Bagpipes we’ve got That helps a lot To take your mind off of the breeze