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Kansas State Football / Re: BSFS Expansion Thread
« on: August 26, 2013, 05:50:22 PM »
Please tell me there's a 2nd statue standing behind with his equipment.
the neek??? first off thats not him secondly the pedastal isnt big enough for both
It would be better if the Snyder statue were on the pedestal and the Neek statue was just standing there on the ground behind the pedestal, anyway.
It would be even cooler if instead of an assistant statue, we just made a real life assistant stand behind the statue ongamedaysEVERYDAY 24/7 for eternity.
Think Tomb of the Unknown in Arlington. It would be an honor for EMAWs to serve.
Unfortunate the way the old man got canned after winning all of those games. Child Abuse is an epidemic that should always be taken seriously.
, we had to attend a black tie event this evening. I was pretty 
since I had to put on a tux and leave during the first half of the game. So we get there and I find out there is a silent auction. I grab a cocktail and start looking at some stuff and I see it. There it is, a beautiful nike basketball with the white panels perfect for an elite individual to sign their name. But who's name is it? Frank Mother Fracking Martin's, that's who. The basketball was next to a signed OB football (like anyone would want that now). Anywho, I make the first bid and Mrs. Fitz (not the real, ugly Mrs. Fitz) walk around and have a few drinks and look at other items. With about 15 minutes to go, I see that some a-hole has outbid me, so I bid again. We then walk around some more and decide we better check it out before the auction closes. Then with 1 minute left, some dude comes in signs the sheet and walks away. Then, like a cheetah or junkyard kat, Mrs. Fitz. (again, not the real Mrs. Fitz married to the terrible reporter that runs the crappy site) steps in and places the final bid at the last second. As I am in line to pick up my prize a lady walks up and thanks me and says, would you like to hear a story about the ball? I say, of course. She says they were in manhattan and were at a restaurant and saw Frank in line. She was nervous as she has only seen him "looking mean". She decides to ask and she said he was the nicest man on earth and that he invited the group to her office and he signed the ball later. Then, (the best part) as I am walking out with my treasure, I hear a d00d go, "hey, there is my basketball", then his lady goes, "that is your basketball",. I smile the whole time, thinking, no sir and maam, that is MY basketball. 