Full disclosure: I shop at Costco instead of Walmart because I like the fact that Costco pays its employees $15 an hour.
I believe that’s a fair amount to spend on someone who puts his or her lives on the line dealing with the general public, now more literally than figuratively, sadly.
I don’t visit Walmart and run up and down the aisles and scream they suck and tell all of the other shoppers to go to Costco.
If I don’t like something, I just go elsewhere.
I fully expect if you don’t like Temple Football Forever, I will get the same treatment.
I hope I do.
I don’t do this to please the audience or to get subscriptions or twitter follows. I do this as a labor of love.
I love Temple football and want it to maintain the same kind of standard it achieved under Al Golden and Matt Rhule and often submit for your approval their blueprint for success and hope the current regime follows it. I want championships and despise 1-6 seasons and the avoidable reasons for it.
This post today is about someone who doesn’t feel the same way about TFF as I do Walmart or Costco.
Every time I post something, he posts a criticism. He might as well be pissing into the wind because I know his IP address (it’s Horsham) and I’ve banned him for life from this site even though he tries to post under many different aliases, some very famous Temple football-related names.
I feel sorry for the guy.
When I offered five questions for Rod Carey in my last post, he basically said go ask the guy the questions. My whole point was that the paid people following Temple don’t have the balls to go ask him in regular press conferences. What are they afraid of, that Rod Carey is going to beat them up for asking tough questions?
To not understand the difference between an opinion blogger and an objective journalist is a special kind of stupid.
The whole point of blogging is to offer opinions on how things might be better. It is not to cover the team per se. If this guy has his own, he is free to start his own blog.
To spend that much time and effort on negativity about what someone else says or writes who you clearly hate indicates to me he has no life or no life at least worth living. Just walk away, Renee. The very definition of being mentally ill is being obsessed with someone or something you don’t like. That is deeply disturbed territory.
I hope I never see this guy in Costco or he might be carrying an AR-15.
Monday: Resuming regular programming