Not exact matches
Here is where
anybody even remotely familiar with the Raiders over the last, say, 10 or so years looks
at the score, sees where the ball is
at and
yells out «SEABASS!!!»
In the fourth quarter, during one of the many times the camera caught Arkansas offensive coordinator Paul Petrino
yelling at his offensive line, his quarterback, and
anybody near him, all I could think of was the Miracle On Ice.
When I see Fabregas or Arshavin or
anybody else who bothers to take one knock it short, I generally bury my head in my hands or
yell expletives
at the television over how things will inevitably turn out.
And as long as I focused on keeping Kate supported and not getting
yelled at by
anybody, I did my job.