For starters, I don't know why I called him Joe Pa, I don't follow Penn State like that to call him anything but Joe Paterno :lol: . Anywho, CBS News @ 11 said they were going to play a bit from a current Jet and his reaction to the Paterno firing because he had played for him at Penn State. I'm having a brain fart, which Jet played for Paterno? Did anyone catch the interview?
#51 spoke about it Maybe they are more focused on that other pervert Brady and don't have time for Happy Valley this week
I'm more interested in What Greg Buttle and Lance Mehl have to say about it. Both of them played LB at PennState during Sandusky's glory years. Mehl is involved in charity work himself and is a father of four sons. I wonder what he's been thinking this week.
Unless he said something new, Maybin didn't really say a whole lot because as he admitted he didn't know a whole lot about the situation which was still unfolding.
That's why Maybin is so fast, he was used to running from Sandusky's penis in the shower. It's a fight or flight thing.
That's still too good for him. he should be welded to the victims basement wall and they should greet him each morning with a 3 wood
that was comic gold!!!! this whole situation makes me think of this scene from pulp fiction. Butch: You okay? Marsellus: Nah, man. I'm pretty fucking far from okay. [Zed, who had just been shot by Marsellus, screams and moans in agony] Butch: What now? Marsellus: What now? Let me tell you what now. I'm gonna call a couple of hard, pipe-hitting niggas to go to work on the homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. [to Zed] You hear me talking, hillbilly boy? I ain't through with you by a damn sight. I'm gonna get medieval on your ass. Butch: I meant, what now between me and you. Marsellus: Oh, that "what now". I tell you what now between me and you. There is no "me and you". Not no more. Butch: So we cool? Marsellus: Yeah, we cool. Two things: one, don't tell nobody about this. This shit is between me, you, and Mr. soon-to-be-living-the-rest-of-his-short-ass-life-in-agonizing-pain rapist here. It ain't nobody else's business. Two, you leave town tonight, right now, and when you gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L.A. privileges. Deal?