Let’s Give This “Basketball School” Thing A Try

Football?  What’s football?

Comment away.

You’re Fired

Bill Stewart.  Jeff Mullen.  Dave Johnson.

Ok, you’ve had your year.  You’ve proven your ineptitude.  Goodbye.

You changed the entire offense because we lost to Pitt last year.  Now instead of one bad offenseive game against Pitt, we have played 11 bad offensive games, and still lost to Pitt.

I love a good QB zone on 3rd and 9 twice in one game.  I love a ridiculous trick play to the short side of the field on 3rd and goal at the 4.  I love that our only TD was on a miraculous run by Pat White on an otherwise terrible 3rd and 4 call.  But I especially like losing 4 games in a regular season and having your scoring drop 20 points per game when you return 9 starters on offense.

Thank you Jeff Mullen for bringing the Wake Forest field-goal offense to Morgantown.  I’m going to go kill myself now, wait, not me, you.

On Location: Backyard Brawl!


A last minute change of plans has my fuckbuddy girlfriend and myself heading to Heinz Field for the Backyard Brawl. I hope we win today.

I will also be carrying golf balls with Pitt logos on them. Why? If WVU needs a swing in momentum I will throw them on the field so Pitt gets a 15 yard unsportsmanlike conduct penalty. (I ain’t Stewpid, are I??)

Happy Thanksgiving!!



On this Thanksgiving Day it is a tradtion in the Senior household to go around say what we were thankful for over the last year. I am thankful for all our loyal readers and all the players and coaches that wear the Old Gold and Blue.

Thanks for making the last year fucking awesome. I am also thankful for this…
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Is this Heaven? No, it’s a Public Restroom

While the rest of you prepare for the Backyard Brawl, I am getting excited for the Mountaineers basketball match up with Iowa in Vegas. 

The game is 3 years in the making, as WVU was supposed to play #3 seed Iowa in the 2nd round of the NCAA tournament in Detroit in 2006.  However, a circus shot at the buzzer by Northwestern St. essentially allowed WVU to become one of the only teams in history to advance to the Sweet 16 before even playing a game.

Minus Steve Alford and John Beilein, it looks like the corn-growers from “it’s not Heaven, it’s Iowa” finally get to play “almost Heaven West Virginia” in the battle for Heaven on Earth. 

But honestly, that’s not exactly what excites me.  You see, what you probably don’t know is that for Iowa fans, Sin City is whatever bathroom stall city the Hawkeyes are currently in, as evidenced by these Hawkeyes who channeled their inner Larry Craig

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Eat Shit Pitt!


‘Son, that’s Pitt. You hate Pitt now. You hate Pitt tomorrow. You hate Pitt until the day you die. After that, you will hate Pitt for eternity.’   — Jack Fleming’s Mom

Thinking about Pitt makes me want to puke, then punch a puppy. For last year’s Backyard Brawl, I did not think about Pitt once. All I could think about was Bourbon Street and who we would play in the national championship game.

If last year taught me anything, it was to never overlook Pitt. If there was any positive to last year, it is that I have a new-found hatred for Pitt. With that new-found hatred, here is a list of reasons why I hate Pitt.

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Things I Learned This Week


Let’s get right to this, shall we.

  • Pat White is good (at running).  But we knew that one already.
  • This is a program very much in transition.  As much as we want to bitch about playcalling, etc., we are simply trying to fit a square peg through a round hole.  Complain all you want that Jock Sanders can’t catch, but he wasn’t really recruited to catch.  He was recruited to be fast.  There’s a difference.  Now Heastie and Long — those guys were recruited to catch.

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Louisville Open Thread

Go ahead, laud Jeff Mullen one play, abhor him the next.  And the next.

It’s Moutaineer Football 2008, baby.

Jeff Mullen Named Head Coach in Waiting

On the heels of Will Muschamp being named Mack Brown’s successor at Texas, West Virginia University has locked down it’s own assistant coaching star, Jeff Mullen.

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15 Years Ago Today….

Kentucky Waterfall: Redux

Note: There’s a lot going on behind the scenes here at WBGV. Thus, I am completely mailing this week in, hence yet another redux post (originally seen here). Though, you have to admit, this picture is totally worth seeing again.

Here is the urbandictionary.com submission I just made for the “Kentucky Waterfall”…

kentucky waterfall
The ultimate in hair-styling excellence. Classic business in the front look transitions gracefully into a party in the back waterfall, Kentucky style. Usually accompanied by Little E t-shirt, jean shorts, conviction record, beaten wife, and no more than 9 teeth.    

Not to be confused with the Kentucky Virgin, though the two are not mutually exclusive.

Example: The front of my Kentucky Waterfall says I work at the local Sunoco, but the back says I am addicted to meth.
Source: Charley West, Charleston

[photo courtesy of Matt]

Heastie: Let’s Do This Thing

Heastie = solid verbal (again). Me = hard (again).

Oh, yeah.

Hump Day: My My, What An Outgoing Cheerleader




I hope the Louisville game will be as easy as this former Louisville cheerleader.

NSFW at all, unless you work at my office, where this stuff is pretty standard.

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Someone Dropped Their Pacifier


OK, so let’s say you’re a hypothetical college football coach at a very high-profile, prestigious program. You were lured away from your alma mater just last year, paying millions of dollars in buyout money. On your way out, you complained that the alma mater and its fans — people that attended games and donated in record numbers, mind you — didn’t show you the type of love that you felt you deserved. Then, at your new school, you possess an abysmal 2-8 record in your opening campaign. Not only are fans angry at you, but boosters have become incresingly critical of your stubborn and unrelenting demeanor.

OK, so let’s just say you’re this hypothetical coach. As said coach, do you say the following in your weekly press conference:

“It’s amazing some of the things that people would say [on a message board] or yell at you of a personal nature,” Rodriguez said Monday. “You almost want to tell them, ‘Get a life.’

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Whores and Horses: Redux

Note: This piece, which was actually written two years ago, ran before last year’s Louisville game. I liked it so much, I couldn’t help but run it again this week. Enjoy.

Louisville sucks.

Not the team (2008 ed. update: the team now also sucks), but the school and the collection of greasy, STD-riddled, sluttastic “students” that attend the school.

Saturday night, I enjoyed a trip to what would be best described as a breeding ground for any and all communicable diseases. If Herpes ever mutates and becomes airborne, Fourth Street Live would be the scene of such a medical miracle.

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