Friday, August 24, 2007

Fuck You Dan Radakovich!

I could deal with the donations for seats.

I can deal with a new commercial that looks like it came out of a Daft Punk wet dream.

I can deal with staying tight lipped while your head football coach put on his finery and strutted his ass for any NFL team that would wave a dollar in his direction.

But this . . . THIS . . . is an effrontery that I cannot stand. My season tickets came in the mail yesterday and when I flipped those suckers over I now see that instead of my stub being good for a Free Chick-Fil-A sandwich there’s some kind of deal with Papa John’s Pizza . . . none of which is free! By god I got 14 delectable fast food equivalents of the peanut butter and crack sandwich last year and the year before that and you get the goddamn idea.

Clearly this a program headed in the wrong direction.

The secret ingredient is heroin.

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Blogger Jeff said...

This is fucking inexcusable. I didn't even notice... the only good news is they're still good for free admission to the Cheetah on gameday!

Of course for you married suckers that's not as good a deal as it is for me.

6:09 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Like chicken breast.
I am super intelligent.

3:01 PM  

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