And you post this???  I will only be slightly gentle.

You see, if we wanted the opinions of only the Mr. Coons of the world, we'd stick with reading that outdated technology called "newspaper."  Now, I definitely commend Mr. Coons.  Unlike so many others in print, he has strayed into that arena known unaffectionately as the blogosphere.

Here, just because you might be at a football game, and just because you might be in the press box, does not make you the only person on the planet capable of making a comment on the team.  That myth is dead.  For far too long, more than casual sports fans like myself have been subjected to the stupidity of the insider.  As exhibit A of the insider mentality, may I please submit the editorial board of the Washington Post?  I mean, just because you can eat wienies with a ketchup-like sauce with those you "cover" does not mean that you know more than I do.  In fact, it more likely means you are drinking the kool-aid from the same cup.

Your mentality, your specious logic on the monopoly of the wisdom of the insider, is dead.

Now, speaking for myself, I truly appreciate what Mr. Coons has to say here on BRB.  An insider can add value to the knowledge, but it's not the end-all.  Personally, I hope he continues to post here.  In addition, he has shown a far thicker skin than your post (which, of course, makes me wonder about the relationship between the poster and Mr. Coons.  But, alas, I am cynical that way.).

This "real" Texans fan will stand up.  Oh, and btw, do you have the 45s of the hit songs from the 70s and 80s by the Oilers' singers?  I mean, according to your logic, if you don't, you aren't an Oilers/Texans fan, right?

I digressed.  Forgive me.  The details of the BRB party will be posted at some point.  Please feel free to join.  I'll sing the "Oiler Cannonball" for you as an added, extra bonus.

Hugs and kisses,
bigfatdrunk

P.S. As a former "insider" who has likely had more press passes than you'll know, I have a little bit of information, myself, on how this game works.

Raleigh, Myrtle Beach, Dallas, Norfolk, Houston, San Antone, AUSTIN!?!?!

Wasn't it these sorts of "rehab loans" that caused people to buy ARMs and jumbos that actually screwed them on the back-end?  I mean, isn't it these sorts of shenanigans that are currently causing the mortgage-lending crisis right now, as we speak?!?!!?  Do we seriously need more foreclosures on blue-collar families!??!?!?!

Ho.  Lee.  Crap.

Look, I know you won't answer my first post, but at least answer this one.  Oh, and if you don't know what I am talking about, google the email address.  Somebody found a new toy, I do believe.

Jersey???  Holy crap!  do you need a collection?

Apparently our Group Commander had gotten into a minor fender bender right outside the gate.  One of his subordinates sees the accident and immediately abandons his car to go help out.

So, later that day we have a comander's call (big formation) where the Colonel retells the story and asks the Sgt to stand up and be recognized for his 'help'.  When asked why he did it, the Sgt replied - "That's my Colonel!"  Very touching and by that I mean very, very lame.  Everything about his response screamed 'man crush'.

Shortly after, stories surfaced of him actually giving the Colonel a piggy back ride into work that day.  Now that part is up for question, but the man crush certainly holds true...

Jerry, if you read this, I do hope you post again.

Otherwise, I consider this case closed.  Cuz, you know, it's my website, and I have that power.

Or not.