Least wanted person in the foxhole: Bobby Petrino.
A day after Falcons owner Arthur Blank on national television praised Bobby Petrino for his character in the face of adversity, Bobby Petrino quits to go to Arkansas, despite repeated lies otherwise. And I thought sports were a character building experience. Not for Bobby Petrino, apparently, but certainly for the rest of the Falcons, many of whom (e.g. Warrick Dunn) have already demonstrated more character than Petrino can probably comprehend.
Were I a Razorback, I would wait until a game when we’re way down at the half, and after Petrino finished his half-time speech, I’d say, “You know what coach? This being behind thing just isn’t working for me. I’m just gonna go home now and eat some fried chicken.”
Yes, fried chicken. You know why fried chicken? Because no race owns fried chicken and fries. Jeebus.
Bobby Petrino goes in my list of People I’m Glad I’m Not.


























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I’m sorry, the Souther Baptist Convention received a patent on Fried Chicken and a trademark on the term “Gospel Bird” back in the early part of the last century. “Missionaries” will be around shortly to collect the royalties.
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