Saturday, July 23, 2005

A Sports Interlude

See Terrell Owens Run.

See Terrell Owens Run and Catch The Football from Donavan McNabb.

See Terrell Owens Avoid A Forearm To His Neck from Charles Woodson.

Run, Terrell, Run.

See Terrell Owens Talk To His Agent.

His Agent Tells Him Terrell Will Make Only $3.25 Million Dollars This Year.

Entire Neighborhoods Don't Make $3.25 Million Dollars In A Lifetime, Terrell.

Spend, Terrell, Spend.

See Terrell Owens Tell The Eagles He'll Hold Out For More Money.

See Terrell Owens Change His Mind And Report To Camp, Pretending To Make A Sacrifice.

Hustle, Terrell, Hustle.

See The Eagles Trade Terrell Owens And His Greedy Butt To The Pittsburgh Steelers Because, Though Antwaan Randle El Is A Talented Receiver, He's Not As Good As Plaxico Burress, Another Selfish Egomaniac Who Just Left And Signed With The Eagles' Rival, The New York Giants.

Goodbye, Terrell. Don't Let The Door Hit You On The Way Out.

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