I'll 3rd this.
The aspect that bugs me the most is that the LOI does nothing to commit the school to the kid. Kids may sign their LOI to attend TTUN, but there's nothing to stop Harbaugh from cutting ties with them.
The only thing it does is limit what the kid can do.
I still think most of the highly touted recruits aren't going to sign an early LOI. There is no benefit for them - only the school.
Butch just cited a Wall Street Journal report that proves teams that have more high-fives and chest bumps win more games.
— Wes Rucker (@wesrucker247) November 2, 2016
Always good to remember, don't confuse *correlation* with *causation*.
That's what he gets for having such a clean car. The floor of my wife's car is so littered with crumbs and stuff from my two kids, there's no way the cops would have been able to pick out 4 pieces of donut glaze on the floor.
He's just trying to be existential. The poor grammar doesn't help, though.
Finger-pointing comes in the way of self-assessment, which should be done within the team after the game is over. During the game however, banding together during the game leads to lifting another other up when they have fallen.
Not only did Bert throw up the surrender flag, his successor, Gary Andersen, did too after getting shellacked in the B1G title game. HA!
Get well soon, Big Meech!
If it's the same as it is in Oregon, then no. Tips aren't expected and attendants aren't paid like waiters.
While we didn't have the "no tax on gas" advantage in Oregon, it was definitely nice to not have to pump your own gas when the weather was nasty!
I didn't realize you knew OSUSteve.
Not as long as Nike is still funding that program.
Thanks for the linking me to this thread in my post, Barf. You're awesome.
Maybe he knew that.
Another recent tweet from Birm:
Probably gonna be a good day today if you're a Buckeyes fan.— Jeremy Birmingham (@Birm) August 22, 2016
Not unexpectedly, the tweet was deleted.
Paul! Are you listenin' to me?!?!
Oh, we had a remote control when I was growing up. It was me, too.
REMEMBER, REMEMBER THE FIFTH OF OCTOBER. I often contend 1986 was the best year in which to be born. (Okay, maybe 1992.)
I disagree. I contend that 1979 was the best year. Smashing Pumpkins even wrote a song about it.