JimmyDfor31
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Last night's game rekindled my love for hating BYU. Anyone see Lee Cummard doing that stupid 3-point arm-raise every time he'd lit a trey? That kind of stuff epitomizes the lameness of BYU. It made me think of former Cougars I've hated:
Travis Hansen: What can you say about a guy who gets tattooed in some attempt to be non-white, and then has the tattoo removed (unsuccessfully) so he won't look like a hypocrite playing for BYU? What a poser. The bleached hair really gave him some street cred growing up on the mean streets of Orem. If he wasn't playing pro ball in Russia right now, he'd be cutting multi-platinum rap albums in Detroit. Go Slim Shady.
Mark Bigelow: His name rhymes with gigolo, a fact that was probably lost on the innocent students at BYU. Goofy guys like this don't deserve to be good at basketball. I think he's playing in Europe now, and starring in the upcoming movie Mark Bigelow: European Gigolo where he has chaste encounters with Euro-trash chicks.
Trent Whiting: This guy is perhaps the perviest looking guy I've ever seen. Remember his creepy little half smile and his sleepy eyes? He bounced around to several college programs, probably to escape rumors of some kind.
Mike Rose: Ahh, my favorite downs syndrome-looking player of all time. Rose was good for one thing at BYU, coming off the bench to camp outside the 3-point line. He's perhaps the most limited player I've ever seen at the college level, good for nothing but an occassional three. But that three points wasn't worth having him as a liability on defense, which is why he rarely played more than a few spotty minutes.
BYU's Token Minority Guys: Pick your favorite. Ron Selleaze. Mekeli Wesley. Keena Young. The list goes on. It seems like every year there is a minority guy who stars for BYU. These guys never seem to play full careers as Cougars. They usually come in for a season or two from crappy junior colleges and are reborn at the Y. Those people at BYU are all about redemption.
Travis Hansen: What can you say about a guy who gets tattooed in some attempt to be non-white, and then has the tattoo removed (unsuccessfully) so he won't look like a hypocrite playing for BYU? What a poser. The bleached hair really gave him some street cred growing up on the mean streets of Orem. If he wasn't playing pro ball in Russia right now, he'd be cutting multi-platinum rap albums in Detroit. Go Slim Shady.
Mark Bigelow: His name rhymes with gigolo, a fact that was probably lost on the innocent students at BYU. Goofy guys like this don't deserve to be good at basketball. I think he's playing in Europe now, and starring in the upcoming movie Mark Bigelow: European Gigolo where he has chaste encounters with Euro-trash chicks.
Trent Whiting: This guy is perhaps the perviest looking guy I've ever seen. Remember his creepy little half smile and his sleepy eyes? He bounced around to several college programs, probably to escape rumors of some kind.
Mike Rose: Ahh, my favorite downs syndrome-looking player of all time. Rose was good for one thing at BYU, coming off the bench to camp outside the 3-point line. He's perhaps the most limited player I've ever seen at the college level, good for nothing but an occassional three. But that three points wasn't worth having him as a liability on defense, which is why he rarely played more than a few spotty minutes.
BYU's Token Minority Guys: Pick your favorite. Ron Selleaze. Mekeli Wesley. Keena Young. The list goes on. It seems like every year there is a minority guy who stars for BYU. These guys never seem to play full careers as Cougars. They usually come in for a season or two from crappy junior colleges and are reborn at the Y. Those people at BYU are all about redemption.
