Tuesday, September 01, 2009

In A League Of His Own

MPF004: Rich, could you come here for a second? Which team do you play for?

Rich Rodriguez: Well, I'm a Michigan Man.

MPF: Well, I was just wonderin' why you would break NCAA regulations when we got a program to build. You let the kids work out too long, and now we have to investigate. Start using your head. That's the lump that's three feet above your ass.

MPF: Are you crying? Are you crying? ARE YOU CRYING? There's no crying! THERE'S NO CRYING IN FOOTBALL!

Bill Martin: Why don't you give him a break, MPF...

MPF: Oh, you zip it, Martin! Lou Holtz was my coach, and he called me a talking pile of pigshit. And that was when my parents drove all the way down from Iowa to see me play the game. And did I cry?

Rodriguez: No, no, no.

MPF: Yeah! NO. And do you know why?

Rodriguez: No...

MPF: Because there's no crying in football. THERE'S NO CRYING IN football! No crying!

(photo credit Andre J. Jackson of the Detroit Free Press)


Anonymous said...

Very well done MPF..

What if at an important moment in the game a jersey flew up and a D linemans breasts could be seen?

mpf004 said...

Thanks Anon. (Don?)

Don't know the answer, but I certainly hope we don't see any catches that end in the player doing the splits.