The not really Fighting Irish

I am watching the 2nd half kickoff of Notre Dame's Bowl game vs. Oregon St. We are down 21-7 right now. It should easily be 31-7. Our Secondary is getting picked apart, but that's nothing new. They've sucked all year. However, our offense has made 3 first downs at this point. Wow, maybe there's a reason that I was 12 years old the last time these guys won a bowl game. Tyrone Willingham- my sincerest of apologies. I think the Athletic Director should have gotten the boot, not you. Best of luck in Washington.

I've just come back from Vos's apartment. His little dog Nomar is the cutest thing I've ever seen. He's a little weener dog. Vos has had him for a couple months now. He's lots of fun to play with, until this night. It seems little Nomar has begun to experience the doggy equivalent of puberty (wow, that's awkward), because after he got tired of playing tug-o-war with his squeaky toy, he crawled onto Nick Toney's arm and went to town. Vos is planning on getting him fixed ASAP. Im gonna try to convince him he should hold off till Nieter gets back from Canada. Either way, good luck Nomar, you'll need it. snip, snip...

So, nieter's was only in Canada for a few hours before he got pulled over by the cops. Apparently he has trouble reading Canadian road signs, cause he was going the wrong way on a one way street. Aye.