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Neck Bosses and Bob Knight
When I read the description of Bobby Knight's latest meltdown, I thought it was a joke - then I realized it took place in Texas.
For those of you who haven't heard the latest, apparently The General was at his local grocery store salad bar (apparently one of Lubbock's finer eating establishments), when the Athletic Director and the Texas Tech Chancellor rolled in. The Chancellor commented to the AD how glad he was that the Bobber hadn't blown his stack on the court or choked a student this year. AD then tells Chancellor to tell it to The General. So, Chancellor mosies on over to the salad bar and says something to the effect of "Thanks for not being a dick, Bob; it's so unlike you." Of course, this MENSA move is akin to attempting to remove the Twinkie from Serious Eating's plate - not smart if you value your fingers. So, The General proceeds to freaking explode, laying into the Chancellor with venom that Knight usually reserves for Puerto Rican police officers or sideline chairs. Reports were that lettuce was seen flying as Bobby proceeded to "vent." The squabble then spills out into the parking lot, and to put it in the local vernacular, "T'aint no how y'all puttin' them feathers back on that thar' duck."
To make a long story short, Chancellor suspends The General for 5 days for hurting his feelings, Bobby threatens to quit (through his son, who apparently has moved from being Bobby's personal Slam Man to his mouthpiece), the Regents grant Bobby an audience, at which they overturn the suspension, and Bobby rolls onto the court for tonights game, much to the appreciation of the jr. necks stuck in Lubbock for 4, errrrr 7 years.
Memo to Texas Tech Chancellor: Your University, for that matter your freaking town, was a mudhole that made the rest of Texas look like a habitable landscape before Knight bumped into town - keep him happy unless you want to go back to competing with Brownsville for tourists.
WAR STEVE ALFORD IS MY AMIGO AND DON'T YOU #$###!!!!!#$%^$# FORGET IT!!!!!!!
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