Your players helping Duck players up onto their feet

[Fenwick]

I saw that several times and thought what a classy group. Just the opposite from those creeps at UCLA. Grade A to your players.

 

[PostGameOrangeSlices]

I hated that shit.

 

[RaceBannon]

Needs to stop

 

[topdawgnc]

Classy as Nebraska ... that's us!

 

[Fire_Marshall_Bill]

Soft. Just like hugs and Jesus circles

 

[doogsinparadise]

Sounds like something you would do at a church school.

 

[MikeDamone]

Could you fucking imagine Hoffman or Jaimie Fields (RIP) doing that shit? Why didn't my dad take me to Ohio state games on crisp fall afternoons. At least I'd still have some joy in following this game

 

[uzi]

Fuck that shit. The other team should fear our players -- not hold hands with them.

 

[Fenwick]

Bad hangovers eh?

 

[DerekJohnson]

Could you fucking imagine Hoffman or Jaimie Fields (RIP) doing that shit? Why didn't my dad take me to Ohio state games on crisp fall afternoons. At least I'd still have some joy in following this game

"Hoffmann might have been the son of a pastor, but that didn't mean he passed on trash talking. Instead, he jabbered constantly, gnawing at an opponent's concentration with insult after insult. By all accounts, he didn't use vulgar language and, after stamping a mind-altering hit on someone, Hoffmann would extend his hand, hoist the victim to his feet, and say "God bless you brother." Moments later, the insults would start back up. This duality, almost a comical struggle between the yin and the yang of his spirit, only furthered his reputation as a psychopath on the field. Noted a teammate: "He's the meanest nice guy I've ever met."

Bitter Roses, by Sam Farmer, pages 71-72

 

[MikeDamone]

Could you fucking imagine Hoffman or Jaimie Fields (RIP) doing that shit? Why didn't my dad take me to Ohio state games on crisp fall afternoons. At least I'd still have some joy in following this game

"Hoffmann might have been the son of a pastor, but that didn't mean he passed on trash talking. Instead, he jabbered constantly, gnawing at an opponent's concentration with insult after insult. By all accounts, he didn't use vulgar language and, after stamping a mind-altering hit on someone, Hoffmann would extend his hand, hoist the victim to his feet, and say "God bless you brother." Moments later, the insults would start back up. This duality, almost a comical struggle between the yin and the yang of his spirit, only furthered his reputation as a psychopath on the field. Noted a teammate: "He's the meanest nice guy I've ever met."

Bitter Roses, by Sam Farmer, pages 71-72

Yeah, but still.

 

[BayDawg]

When the fuck did we knock anyone down last night?

 

[Canard]

Shaquille laid the wood on the opening kick off, but that was a fluke.

 

[Fenwick]

then He and Shelton got perfectly blocked to spring Freeman's big TD