What the (bleep) is going on with Big East coaches on Thursday nights?
Apparently, these guys simply cannot handle national television exposure. Last night, Randy Edsall shorted his circuit board, began flailing his arms, kicking his legs and attempting some type of “stork stepping on a fire ant” celebration dance. Dude, you beat Pitt. If anyone should realize how mundane beating a Dave Wannstadt-led team should be it’s the coach on the other sideline.
Nonetheless, there was Edsall bouncing like an ADHD-riddled third-grader after a half-pound of Sour Patch Kids and two liters of Mountain Dew Code Red.
This comes exactly one week after¬†Crazy Greg Schiano’s “Night of a Thousand Faces,” when was visited by a poltergeist on ESPN, as the Rutgers head coach twitched and bugged out on the sidelines.
Guys, let’s stop embarrassing the conference. You do realize the BCS is just looking for an excuse to bounce us from the automatic bid, right? We’re already being Heisman’d by TCU. There’s a (bleep)ing school in the Mountain West giving us the stiff arm. It’s possible the Big East won’t have a single school finish in the Top-25. We’re the (bleep)ing Atlantic division of the MAC at this point.
Take a look at the basketball coaches. You think Jay Wright or Calhoun-Bot 3000 or John Thompson III or Pitino jumps around like a wack job after beating Cincinnati? I mean, damn. You’re already looked at as the retarded stepchildren of a basketball conference.
So, stop going looney on national television. You knocked off a crappy Pitt team. So what? They’re coached by a guy who wears a mechanic mustache and has been fired from two other jobs. Act like you’ve been there before. You think SEC coaches bounce around like morons after games?¬†The eight-year-old playing “Windmill” look is unbecoming.
Jeez. It’s like playing football in the idiot zone, sometimes. Get a grip and stop embarrassing us further. The football already does that.