Okay, if you weren't watching the Gamecock/Tennessee game (or as I like to call The Orangeburg Massacre Deaux) last night you didn't miss much. And I use the word "much" because there isn't much substance behind Tennessee's Jag-off Guido coach Bruce Pearl.
First off, the guy dresses like a slumdog strip club door man...which wouldn't surprise me if he was employed at Cafe Risque actually.
The guy can't even put a tie around his fat greasy neck when he goes on the road against a coach, Darren Horn, who epitomizes class and is always dressed to impress...way to go schmuck.
I did some poking around and found this picture and there was no need to explain or research further. This guy thinks he's a student, a freshman at that. Instead of shedding more of your clothes why don't you layer it on Pearl! You're nothing but a loud mouth wannabe Mafioso, get a life!
A-Rod
