tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055501332491439889.post3934154707402097150..comments2017-08-31T13:02:23.809-05:00Comments on Team Wisconsin: College Basketball PostUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055501332491439889.post-31137075094395529342009-02-26T13:07:00.000-06:002009-02-26T13:07:00.000-06:00No, it wasn't like that at all. Our eyes met ...No, it wasn't like that at all. Our eyes met in the aisle in between "World History" & "Military History". In fact, the dueche had to walk around me in order to proceed down the aisle. I was gonna block him from doing so, but then I figured that I would scare him. <BR/>I did follow him and his family to the first floor, down the escalator. Still....no "hello".Scottage Cheesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07192384796250450858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055501332491439889.post-51370089364031703962009-02-26T11:25:00.000-06:002009-02-26T11:25:00.000-06:00I am trying to invision what it would be like to b...I am trying to invision what it would be like to be looking over a book at a Barnes and Noble. While looking over the book some guy slowly starts to creep up on me. I then need to pretend that I really am into the book. Meanwhile the creep continues to approach with hesitation then out of nowhere he says HEY COACH!! I would propbaly walk away to infear of what this wacko would do next. I guess you can't blame the guy. Maybe if you gave him a nice pat on the ass and said good luck on your next game coach the results might have been different. But come on he probably feared for his life.Rathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06767872405030905950noreply@blogger.com