One More Minute of Hate

Hello all. Please indulge me as I extend The Two Minutes of Hate spoken of below. Shortly after our demoralizing Nov. 22nd loss I was traveling from Provo to SoCal when I stopped for a quick overnight stay at the classy Whiskey Pete's Hotel and Casino in Primm, NV. I was treated to this surprise, a distinguished yewt working hard for his money. Sorry for the terrible quality of the picture, I took it from my phone while trying to look like I was just looking through contacts. Anyway, if you click on the picture you can see that logo pretty clearly. Remember, let the hate flow.

BYU 21 Arizona 31

It's a damn shame to start this blog off with a score like the above, and to be honest, I'm not in the mood much for talking about the "if only's", so I will turn my heart in the direction that never fails. Sweet sweet acrimony.

Please focus to your right on the subject matter for this installment of The Two Minutes of Hate. Don't be timid. It's healthy to let loose and streamline your frustrations towards the real enemy.

The Warmest of Welcomes

This is a place for the Lord's Self-Righteous to meet and speak treason. A safe-haven for those courageous souls with knowledge that "Magic Happens" and truly believe that Harline (hallowed be his name) is still open. So come in friends, it's safe here. No Ute fans are around to witness our skulduggery. Let your heart place it's feet up and take a nice long swig of Caffeine-Free Diet Coke. Brigham Young said it best when he looked down at his side to Sherlock Holmes and said "You had me at hello". But also when he said "This is the place........to judge everyone outside our faith and to talk BYU football". Truer words were never spoke, and I don't think they actually ever were.