Yes thats right, it finally happened....no no my balls still havent dropped (but this week i did learn why it hurts in your stomach when you get kicked in the nuts, but I digress). So as you can see in this disturbing image, I have been plagued by having the suckeye hall of fame cafe (the most ostentatious and ridiculous display of Overated football love outside of the horseshoe itself) less than a half mile from my house. Thats right, every trip to the grocery store, subway, and even chipotle is marred by the unfortunate placement of this tribute to a team whose fan base just barely outclasses the nascar followers. So what possible good could come from this you ask? How about good old american steel ripping through the sides of the building? Would that do it? Yep, I had to rub my eyes as I watched a wrecking ball go through the side of the building earlier this week. Sure the light in front of me turned green and I missed it because I was too busy watching those oh so carefully crafted cement walls with their engraved O's get blasted to pieces, but nothing could have been more worth it. So now all im wondering is when we can rent our own wrecking ball and go to town on the horseshoe itself.
Also we suck at doing this blog thing. Someone else write on it so i dont have to go for 3 posts in a row in a month or two.
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