I've been filling in some of my gaps in the Redford/Hackman/Keaton resumes since they passed last year. I thought this movie was simply about a young woman's erotic journey of self discovery through the 1970s NYC singles bar scene. Needless to say, I wasn't familiar with the source material.
Let's see... A post focusing on a hypothetical outcome, written on behalf of a program with college football's most pathetic micropenis, born out of the world's largest inferiority complex to big brother, all to try to assuage that program's 86 year case of football impotence? Yep, that's some authentic smooth-brained aggie gibberish.
The only thing you got correct was his induction was posthumous. Lombardi was hired to coach the Redskins in 1969 and given an ownership stake in the franchise. He coached them to their best record in 15 years his first season. He was diagnosed with terminal cancer in June 1970 and died three months later. The HOF didn't "make him wait 2 years" you fucking moron. He was elected at the first opportunity as he should have been.
This solid gold piece of shit is streaming on Hulu. A blatant ripoff of Taken where the hero has acquired a particular set of skills as a goddamn high school wrestling coach. Terrible dialogue, absurd plot holes, and Jeff Fahey borrowing JCVD's mullet from Hard Target. Perfect Joe Bob Briggs bad movie.
That's it? That's your smoking gun? Here's the question he was responding to: "Since you lost four RBs do you expect to bring in one RB or more? And if you could talk about the risk of going after elite receivers with the three freshmen you just mentioned and Jermaine Willis coming in?" He wasn't talking about negotiating with 2025 Texas players who had entered the portal. You've embarrassed yourself by planting your flag on retard hill with Livingstone.Instead of reconsidering your idiotic position you've decided to die on that hill with disingenuous bullshit.