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WEEKEND SCRAMBLE: Unforgettable Pat Summitt-Bob Huggins fantasies and other things you wish we’d never made you think about.


None of your damned business.

Do not mess with the woman who makes the Volunteer nation endure powder blue striping — and like it.
Pat Summitt does not want to answer questions about the UConn coach. Her relationship with the UConn coach is what it is. Stop asking Evil Female Bear Bryant questions, silly ESPN reporters, or you will get mention of your verbal beatdown in a Tennessean story that can be viewed here.

More importantly, you prompt this woman’s awful talkback response that we will never ever be able to wash from our minds: (more…)



News on that kid who hangs out with Charlie Batch.


“Yessss, yessss … fight for my love … my sweet, precious love …”

Terrelle Pryor, the Class of 2008’s hottest, tallest, most Vince Youngish quarterback, says it’s “50-50″ whether he will make a decision on a school on Wednesday’s National Signing Day, giving ample time for Ohio State and Michigan fans to ignite a flame war that could consume the entire Internet and also involve actual flames*.

He might take a trip to Oregon. He might not.

He might only want to play in the spread. He might not.

He might check out the Gulfport campus of Mississippi Gulf Coast Community College and stop at the Krystal’s in Pascagoula, have a Milkquake and forgo football for a lucrative future in milkshaking.

He might not. (more…)