During that game, at some point in the first half, but after the onslaught was ongoing and forcing adrenaline into my hate cortex, I yelled out loud that I just wanted Stiemsma to hurt somebody. Within 2 minutes our boy smashed Singler onto the ground where from he got up bleeding from the eye. Go Badgers.
Thank you for my Tennessee Sausages. Phat Phil Phulmer is nice and plump and ready for the griddle.
Regarding the Packers new president, I love the analysis here at the Camp: Postulating that his ugliness verifies that he earned the job based on intellectual merit. I always thought ugliness was the result of bad breeding and poor hygiene. We report, you decide.