Ol' Hooterville Bill will unleash the fearsome Phoghorn blowhard defense. He will tell his chickens to act like roosters, even though their capons, flap their arms, squawk, run in circles, and scratch for worms. If KU tries to concentrate on just Marcus, they will be ground up into Jaybirdie sausage - chicken lips and all. Edwards will run up their butts and stuff all day. Gip, Nino, and Hulk Hurt will whip purple the birdies prized dainty blue rear-ends. Their only hope for foster is that new Ukraine kid Sylvester Mykchuckup, he is suppose to be a 6'8" guard - hope Foster runs between legs and causes his voice to rise an octave. Chickens have wings, but our wings will be a big surprise. Bill will be drawing oscar's defense schemes on his big chief tablet.