Ah, Domer Domain. You never cease to reinforce your status as the perpetual red-headed, retarded stepchild of the Notre Dame fan community.
The first thing I thought when I visited this place was "Holy shit! This place just screams utter legitimacy." In fact, I may have spotted Max von Sydow in the middle of all that blatant intellectual property theft. (Mr. Sydow, your name doesn't deserve to be sullied by being mentioned in the proximity of such undesirability, for which I apologize.)
And will you look at that? January 1st is already marked as a definite bowl game date, which assumes that Notre Dame won't get its ass kicked by a blind, deaf-mute, cane-wielding midget along the way. (EDIT 11/22/08: I rule.)
Maybe I'm being a bit harsh. This place is a bit legitimate when it doesn't steal premium information from college football pay sites. Instead, it does the next best thing by publishing and promoting hearsay from a 15 year old kid, which is great because I creamed myself in sheer disbelief when he reported that Golden Tate's favorite food was chicken. I always thought it was beef, bacon, or something that didn't really give a shit about what a college athlete has for dinner. On second thought, chickens really don't — unless you're Foghorn Leghorn, whom the aforementioned Notre Dame receiver will shamelessly devour in a matter of minutes — and neither does everyone and everything else. Way to go, kid.
So, Domer Domain blows, which is unsurprising if you consider that Notre Dame's college football team currently does, too.
The first thing I thought when I visited this place was "Holy shit! This place just screams utter legitimacy." In fact, I may have spotted Max von Sydow in the middle of all that blatant intellectual property theft. (Mr. Sydow, your name doesn't deserve to be sullied by being mentioned in the proximity of such undesirability, for which I apologize.)
And will you look at that? January 1st is already marked as a definite bowl game date, which assumes that Notre Dame won't get its ass kicked by a blind, deaf-mute, cane-wielding midget along the way. (EDIT 11/22/08: I rule.)
Maybe I'm being a bit harsh. This place is a bit legitimate when it doesn't steal premium information from college football pay sites. Instead, it does the next best thing by publishing and promoting hearsay from a 15 year old kid, which is great because I creamed myself in sheer disbelief when he reported that Golden Tate's favorite food was chicken. I always thought it was beef, bacon, or something that didn't really give a shit about what a college athlete has for dinner. On second thought, chickens really don't — unless you're Foghorn Leghorn, whom the aforementioned Notre Dame receiver will shamelessly devour in a matter of minutes — and neither does everyone and everything else. Way to go, kid.
So, Domer Domain blows, which is unsurprising if you consider that Notre Dame's college football team currently does, too.
