So Nike made up these new Penn State shirts and suddenly all of the treehuggers are in an uproar because the front of the shirt kinda sorta resembles a cross. And I’m glad someone called them out on this, because if anyone has been peddling a Neo-conservative agenda for too long in this country, it’s Nike.
Michal Berns, a junior majoring in media law and policy, said she refused to buy the $15 shirt because of its religious connotations. “At first glance, you don’t necessarily think that’s what it looks like, but when you look at it more, it does look like a cross,” Berns told Foxnews.com. “That’s the reason I didn’t purchase it.”[..]
“Me personally, I’m not going to buy the shirts and I know others at [Penn State Hillel] who won’t, either.” –Fox News.
Lighten up, Mikey. Did you ever think that maybe they’re just paying homage to the Finnish? Plain white t-shirts suck anyway, so I’m glad that they at least decided to put a racing stripe on the front. The same stripe that one might find on Penn State’s helmets, no less. Besides, a prayer is the only shot that Penn State has at this point of reaching the BCS Title Game, which is still better than any hope Boise State has. Do I have to wait for some freak in Idaho to compare their blue turf to walking on water? Jesus… –Deadspin, Best Week Ever.
Here’s video of the Minnesota Gopher openly mocking Penn State linebacker Jerome Hayes. I mean, he’s either mocking Hayes or saying some sort of counter-prayer to combat Hayes’ prayer. Or he was just talking trash to a guy that was trying to prepare himself for a game. Either way, I disapprove, and I hope he receives a strongly-worded letter from the Mascots’ Alliance. And oh by the way, God LOVES the BCS and hates the Pac-10. He told me so. via Everywhere.
But that wasn’t the fun part. This is the fun part. Just hang through the mind-numbing intro to the 0:45 mark, when Penn State’s Danny Morrissey tries to see how far his nose will bounce off the NIT floor. His cranium got some great air, for sure. And everyone says the Big Ten isn’t a basketball conference…probably because they aren’t.
I might be one of the 15 people on earth that doesn’t want Joe Paterno to retire. And I don’t mean after next year or a couple seasons down the line. I don’t want Joe to quit. Ever. As long as that man breathes, I want him at Penn State, running the football team and dropping gems like this while the basketball squad plays in the NIT.
“Everyone says it’s a black man’s game, when I played it was a Jewish man’s game.” Actually he said it was “a Jewish game”… then he got the bum’s rush, a friendly bum’s rush, but a bum’s rush nonetheless. –KSK’s flubby, via email
I don’t get it. You’re gonna ask a 164-year-old man a question on live TV and not expect him to say anything racist? In fact, I would argue that was nowhere near Racist! at all. Black people play basketball? Really? What a Racist! observation. Hey look at this photo of my med school class. Where are all the black kids? Racist! I think I’ve made my point. And I think I owe Al Sharpton 40 cents.
In a stirring accomplishment for “Matlock” fans, Penn State has reportedly signed octogenarian coach Joe Paterno to a three-year contract extension. Paterno, who turns 82 on Sunday, has been the school’s head coach since 1950. That’s the Truman Administration. Before either of my parents were born. Before the polio vaccine.
Listen, I know that Penn State went 11-1 and earned a trip to the Rose Bowl. That credit theoretically goes to Paterno. But I don’t believe for a minute that JoePa did anything but walk along the sidelines with a fake rubber headset while his assistants took care of play-calling and running practices and recruiting, tasks that are also known, collectively, as “coaching.”
I don’t know how to put this delicately for Nittany Lion fans, but: Joe Paterno’s going to die. Like, soon. Probably not in the next hour, and maybe not before the Rose Bowl, but a three-year contract is definitely optimistic. If I sold life insurance there’s no chance I’d give him a policy that long.
“Don’t you hate pants?!?”
Penn State beat Ohio State in Columbus for the first time in like a hundred years this weekend, and the student body of State College took to the streets to tear down light poles, destroy parking meters, uproot plant life, and climb on top of cars. Shockingly, police in riot gear showed up and gave the mob a nice glaze of mace.
Officers from surrounding townships, clad in riot gear, emptied cans of pepper spray into crowds of bystanders, who in response chanted: “Please don’t Mace us!”
Clap! Clap! Clap-clap-clap!
“No one did anything bad until the cops showed up,” said Ryan Beberus, a senior from Dallas, Pa. “I guess the sight of riot police is enough to start a riot.”
Wow. That kid’s either reading too much Chomsky or a special kind of stupid. Probably the latter, given that it’s Penn State. “Everyone was standing around in an orderly drunken celebration until the riot cops showed up. Then I just… I just don’t know what came over me! The presence of law enforcement officials convinced me I HAD to have a light pole!”
