Saturday, January 22, 2005

Dirty, dirty debacle...

Haiku composed while listening to Max and Bob today...


Slick spot on the floor.
Everything is not good.
Bodies go after it.

Bill Self rubbing his
forehead...Villanova...like
best team in country, today?

Danny Manning on
the sidelines looking so sad.
KU needs to score.

Cry, J.R. Giddens.
Cry, you big crybaby, you.
Make some shots, ok?

Well, Bob, sometimes it
just ain't your day, and today
is one of those days.

Red Uniforms suck.
Play better with blue or white.
No more red, please, Bill.




1 comment:

leslie said...

Funny stuff! It was great meeting you yesterday. I'm sure to catch hell over that Knifty comment--the knitters and knifters may have to meet at South Park to rumble...In the meantime, I'm bookmarking kallipalooza.

"I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time . Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult." --E.B. White