I hate Mexicans
My hatred stems way back, but here are some of the reasons that highlight my feelings.
Feb. 7, 2007, Mexican goalie Oswaldo "dirty" Sanchez made a sliding attempt to take out US forward Eddie Johnson while he was running to celebrate a goal.
Feb. 11, 2009, Mexican defender Rafael Marquez goes up for a challenge against US goalie Tim Howard and deliberately cleats him in the back of the knee, earning himself a red card.
Feb. 11, 2009, Mexican assistant coach Paco Ramirez bitch slaps US defender Frankie Hejduk in the tunnel after the game.
Ever since our victory over our southern neighbors in the quarter finals of the 2002 World Cup, their fans throw bags of urine at our players every time we play there.
They refuse to shake hands with our players every time we beat them.
In 2004, Mexican fans chanted OSAMA for the entire 90 minutes of the match..and that was only a U23 game.
Voodoo. Mexicans were dumb enough to think that producing thousands of dolls and passing out needles along with them was going to be their "secret weapon" for last night's game. As if that isn't stupid enough, the dolls that were suppose to resemble number 10 Landon Donovan, were actually printed as 01. Fucking retards. BTW, Radio Shack was the original sponsor of the dolls but then realized that "it might not be the best PR to be using witchcraft against its country's national team." Blockbuster jumped in to play the traitor role though..So fuck them too.
Here are the highlights of the game including Marquez's red
Notre Dame sucks
The downfall of my night was brought on my none other than J Sauer's sister's boyfriend, who is down for the weekend from Notre Dame. While I was staying sober, the visitor and a few others decided to have a mixed drink or two and a couple beers (which apparently is a lot if you go to ND) Being the great hosts that we are, we told our friend from up north that he could have J Sauer's bed, who happened to be in Bloomington for the night. That was a mistake.
I am awoken to the sound of this guy ralfing up breakfast, lunch, and dinner, all over our guy table/desk, which happened to be covered with school papers, notebooks, and my new hat. He proceeded to hit up the bathroom where I had the privilege to hear him dry heave for a few minutes before he hit the sack in my suite mates room.
I feel like I should make some kind of joke about J Sauer's sister, since it was her boyfriend and all, but I'll refrain. I'm going to end this by giving everyone a bit of a warning. Do not let anyone from Notre Dame ever sleep in your room.
You probably don't care but...
Then the 24th of January happened. Sacha notched the first hat trick in national team history since 1934, in a friendly match against Sweden, silencing many of his doubters. Rumor has it Celtic is prepared to offer him a contract worth around $3.5 mil.
The only down side to this is that he could potentially sign with the Bhoys and be left to rot on the bench, thus stunting his development and his value to the US. Hopefully though, with the expected departure of Celtic star Shunsuke Nakamura, he will get some quality pt, and develop into a world class midfielder.
Only in Norwood
If you ever find yourself looking for the most f-ed up family in the world, you would be well off to start your search right here in Norwood. My roomates and I just happened to run into them at the newly opened Cici's pizzeria several hours ago.
This family's youngest was a boy around the age of eight. At first glance, he appeared to be a normal kid, but that appearance instantly changed when he turned his back to us. He had a mullet that could only be described as disgusting. I was wondering to myself what type of parent lets their child embarrass himself in this way. Then I saw the parents. The father had a similar mullet, except that his was a good six inches longer. But it gets better. The mother is blind (I would guess that's how the guy managed to land her with that haircut in the first place) and wandering around with one of those guide sticks.
Here's the kicker though. On the way out the door, they say their farewells to each individual employee by name and proclaim, "We'll cya on Wednesday." Very classy
DeSaun Jackson is a crip
As it turns out, DeShaun is a member of the notorious gang known as the crips. Does this make him a bad person? I don't know..Probably
He actually wears the name of his sub-gang or whatever the technical term for that is on his arm band. Apparently numerous pictures have been published with his sign on it, but no one noticed it or knew what it was. Nice little bit of publicity.
Side note..It's 2:12 and I am drunk