Plaisted is a huge defensive liability right now

[SeattleUte]

Originally Posted by myboynoah

Oh well, bluegoose is correct, OSU would have just killed us.

That's no consolation. The point is to be where you had a shot at OSU.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

--Dylan Thomas

[SteelBlue]

Originally Posted by SeattleUte

That's no consolation. The point is to be where you had a shot at OSU.

Amen. Plus, we'd have had a full day to dream about an incredible upset.

[myboynoah]

Originally Posted by SeattleUte

That's no consolation. The point is to be where you had a shot at OSU.

Believe me, I'm not consoled.

Nice poem.

Also, I plagarized two thirds of your "teenie weenie weenie" on CB today and didn't credit you. I'm going through the Rs of repentance and am up to recognition but can't get past remorse, in that I feel none. I'll keep you posted.

[SeattleUte]

Originally Posted by SteelBlue

Amen. Plus, we'd have had a full day to dream about an incredible upset.

The thing about the NCAA playoffs is everyone always has a chance.

[SeattleUte]

Originally Posted by myboynoah

Believe me, I'm not consoled.

Nice poem.

Also, I plagarized two thirds of your "teenie weenie weenie" on CB today and didn't credit you. I'm going through the Rs of repentance and am up to recognition but can't get past remorse, in that I feel none. I'll keep you posted.

Uh, that regrettable fellow on Utefans isn't me. He's uncouth and unbelievably pompous and arrogant and insensitive to Mormon feelings. I tried to get him to change his name to stop him from embarrasing me and he said he would for $10,000. I would really like to meet up wiht him in a dark alley. I know I'm not alone in that feeling.

[il Padrino Ute]

Originally Posted by SeattleUte

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

--Dylan Thomas

Dylan Thomas?

I thought this was the work of Rodney Dangerfield.