Here’s my farewell to a shitty season thoughts Hiring Dave Dickerson seemed like an own goal, don’t hire friends and family who aren’t good at their job Hope Bruce is back but imagine he’s very frustrated Mobley and Royal are only others I care about but their D sucks I’d like to keep Colin White and think Stewart is fine to keep but as a reserve I can’t say 1 good thing about Bradshaw, he makes Amir Williams look like a 90s nba starting center I could beat Mahaffey in a FT shooting competition Awful season, only really feel for Bruce. Good talk
Apparently there’s a new post season tourney, The Crown, which Fox owns. OSU cannot play in the NIT due to the B1G tie in to the crown.
I will choose to remember yesterday as the day Zach Smith put his address on Twitter to invite the internet over to shoot people in the head and blame Joe Biden for not having four children in his house over the day the basketball team season ended to Iowa.
Craig Krenzel looks like he drinks Miller High Life 40’s in his car outside in the parking lot of a United Dairy Farmer’s while doing scratchers and pulling on a Marlboro Medium at 8:45AM.
He's supposedly a Grade A asshole. I haven't heard a single positive thing about him from people that have been around him with youth sports. I've been told he just berates officials and coaches, while practicing his golf swing on the side of the field.
for the record, I worked at a liquor store. stale smokes, scratch offs, bad beer and cheap liquor is a stench that never ever goes away lol
Herb Jr. is running a St. Patrick’s Day race on Saturday morning, which I recognize is not the actual holiday, but this post is about Dick’s Den the bar on north campus. Google tells me that Dicks Den stopped sponsoring the Norwich Marathon in the early 2000’s but patrons may still be running the race. In essence, this tradition started in 1973 as a 10k from Dick’s Den to a liquor store on High Street north of campus. On the Saturday before St. Patrick’s Day, racers would run from Dick’s Den to the liquor store, buy a bottle of Irish whiskey, then run back to Dick’s Den. Cabbage, corned beef and early day drinking chaos awaited all. This used to be a huge event, spectators drinking along the way like a degenerate parade route. Does anyone know if they still run it?
St. Patrick's Day was by far the best holiday in college. Especially when it was like 60-70 degrees out. Everyone just in a good mood getting hammered drunk after kicking off the day with some lines at like 7am.
As a former lumber salesman it’s an extremely specific scent profile at 7:30 AM when you yourself are hungover as a motherfucker with bar-stamp ink all over the back of your hands on a Wednesday morning.
I didn’t name the race. I also didn’t run it. I have celebrated, however, and lived behind Dick’s Den on Patterson my last year of six as an undergrad.
UDF just got scratch offs within the past few years and they only do the machines. I witnessed an absolute meltdown at one a few weeks back because the machine was down.
I spent the entire St. Pats day of 2001 in a bar that is now a parking lot in downtown Kent after 6:00AM kegs & eggs drinking redheaded sluts and watching NCAA tournament games. (Kent State got DESTROYED by Cincinnati that year). They were the best of times, they were the worst of times.
Since it’s written it’s libel, and as evidenced by buckwild’s anecdotes it falls in line with his reputation instead of harming it.
I think he's talking about Goose calling Ellen a "Karen". Don't be sexist ...she could be a hero to b7 too
I’m not really an attorney. I just pretend to be one on the internet. I take tickets at the Cincinnati Zoo.
The real Herb Burdette used to keep a cache cheap metal grills like this: When the first weekend hit 60 in February or early March, he would stack them by the entrance of his carryout with overpriced bags of charcoal, etc. He also had hamburgers, etc. He already sold more beer than anyone, and knew his customers. South campus would empty his store, every year, every time he did it.
I changed my screen name to Herb in response to a post from Marcus asking if you could be anyone not famous, who would you be. Burdette’s Carryout had a virtual monopoly on beer/snacks in the radius from 10th Avenue to King north to south and High to Lane East to west. He made ridiculous money, like sold beer so fast he couldn’t keep it cold. He also had a Soup Nazi vibe, but in a crusty raised on 1950’s manners vibe. If you walked into his store with mud on your shoes or while smoking a cigarette, you were banned until he felt like it. He answered to no one. He made the rules. We paid him all our money.
Too late to be known as Herb the first he’s sure to be known as Herb the worst, herb.burdette the phony King of convenience stores.
When we met for lunch years ago, that wasn’t really my office. I just pretended to exit the elevator like I worked there.