whinydouchbagsinsouthflorida.org

From the "friends in unlikely places" file, the good folks over at the MZone pointed out a ridiculous site called Fiasco Bowl. It proposes one of the most moronic and derivative plans in history-- putting up a billboard (a ripoff of a ripoff of a not-that-funny idea) in Columbus proclaiming that Miami is in fact the 2002 national champion in football.

Let's set aside the fact that their case is pretty much non-existant and that the statute of limitations on whining about this game expired even before their relevence as a national program did. A billboard? Really? There is little doubt; these are douchebags of an unusual caliber.

They helpfully provided photographic evidence (below) that there was, in fact, significant contact before the ball got there.



Witness the face-guarding, the full-body contact, and the left arm wrapped completely around the receiver (you can see his gray glove around Gamble's back). This makes the call they're villifying the correct one, and completely negates their argument.

To buy into their bullshit, you also need to ignore this photo which shows the interference from another angle.

Also, you should ignore this article which quotes a Miami assistant telling his defenders to get physical with the Buckeye receivers on that play because the officials certainly wouldn't call pass interference in overtime. Oh, by the way, the officials called pass interference on the Buckeyes TWICE in overtime during that game.

And ignore the fact that Miami only made it into the overtime period because of multiple blown calls during regulation. (If you don't want to read the whole thing, just read item #20.)

And ignore the facemask that Glenn Sharpe committed on that 4th-and-3 play that the officials missed.

And ignore the fact that the official review of the game ruled that it was the correct call.

And ignore all the images that this site captured from the game video that show about four different infractions.

Basically, you need to have zero understanding of football, plus ram your head up your ass for a period of several years to believe there's any truth or relevence to that site.

Of course, this same site manages to proclaim Ken Dorsey "the greatest of all time", and call Kellen Winslow, Jr "a good man." So you probably knew that already.

But after reading that site all the way through, it hit me: it's a joke. It has to be. The stilted prose, the half-assed case, the ridiculous angelification of the perpetually-thugged-out Miami football program... this is one of the great satires of the sports internet. It has to be.

No one could possibly be that stupid.