What's the inflection our neighbors to the North use at the end of a sentence, eh, ea? Can't spell it, not sure I can expell it out of my throat.
Have to work it in somewhere with the "Almost" idea.
Didn't UTH come up with "Flying Snot Rockets" some time ago? I was always kinda partial to that one.
I can't take credit for this one, but how 'bout "Sandbaggers"? Could reference UND's performance on the field/court/rink and/or the spring weather in ND.
I'm gonna tell you a story you won't believe. I fell in love last Friday evening with a girl on a barroom TV screen. Well, I was just getting ready to get my hat, when she caught my eye and I put it back, and ordered myself a couple more shots and beers.I fell in love with a roller derby queen, meanest hunk of woman that anybody ever seen, down at the arena.
One of my Field Operation Supervisors with the Border Patrol in San Diego was a member of the LA T-Birds Roller Derby team before she joined the Patrol. She was also Raquel Welch's stand-in when Raquel Welch made the Roller Derby movie.
One of my Field Operation Supervisors with the Border Patrol in San Diego was a member of the LA T-Birds Roller Derby team before she joined the Patrol. She was also Raquel Welch's stand-in when Raquel Welch made the Roller Derby movie.
Here's a question:
What's more of a "sport"?
1. Roller Derby
2. WWE Wrestling
3. Dissing the "U's"
4. Unraveling how the heck we got from Suzies to Raquel Welch
Well the big boys left for D-1 in '0-03 Didn't leave much for the N-C-C Just this flat pigskin and an empty bottle of booze Now I don't blame the Bison 'cause they run and hid But the meanest thing they ever did Was before they left, they went and named us "Sue"
Well, they must o' thought that is quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, It seems we had to fight the whole season through Some tackle'd giggle and we'd get red And some guard'd laugh and we'd bust his head, We tell ya, life ain't easy for a team named "Sue."
Well, we grew up quick and we grew up mean, Our fists got hard and our wits got keen, We'd roam from town to town to hide our shame. But we made a vow to the Summit and stars We'd search the honky-tonks and bars And kill whoever gave us that awful name.
Well, it was Devils Lake in mid-July And we just hit town and our throats was dry, We thought we'd stop and have ourselves a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing stud, Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named us "Sue."
Well, we new that snake was the one called Lakes From a worn-out jersey on his back that night And we knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. He was big and rowdy and bold, And we looked at him and our blood ran cold And we said: "Our name is 'Sue!' How do you do! Now you're gonna die!!" ....
I tell ya, we've fought tougher men But we really can't remember when, He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. But ya ought to thank me, before I die, For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
We got all choked up and threw down our guns And we called him Lakes, and he said it'd been fun, And we came away with a different point of view. And we think about him, now and then, Every time we try and every time we win, And if we ever reach the Summitt, we're going to name him Larry or Bill or Bison Lou. Anything but Sue!
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