U of L thumps UK and now the Beasman is apoplectic and dee-pressed

The basketball rivalry between the University of Kentucky and the University of Louisville just completed another riveting chapter.

U of L jacked UK's jaw. The Beasman ain't having it.

When UK beats U of L, it's fodder for comedy. When Louisville wins, everyone is expected to walk on eggshells and not discuss it while tender Wildcat fan hearts slowly heal over a matter of weeks, if not months. 

Sad!

Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
It's a competitive rivalry again, and that's all good. That's life.
I can't hurt any basketball in my freezer. I don't
think get off the mattress today. You don't have to
get off the mattress. Just stay there you Okay, was

(00:22):
winning twenty to nineteen with eleven minutes left in the
first half and lead it on with down the tar lick.
I'm sorry, buddy money, I'm stinking cardinally birds and put
it on all my dreams. What's terrible? But we used
the Cats were supposed to win every game you especially

(00:47):
when we play loser. F No, you're not. But no,
that Mackie Brown leadership all night? What's wrong with Mark Pope? Welcome?
He didn't go over to you lots build locker room
at halftime and throw a big bag of nil money
at Mackey Brown. He could have switched teams at halftime

(01:09):
and become a wildcatle. He's a stupid everybody wants to
be a Kentucky wild cattle dog. Brown done disrespected Kentucky.
That turns out he's just a wildcat killer. The pop

(01:31):
is getting as dumb as stoops and rotting daughter with Mitchell.
He been working with Mickey Brown to make you Loo
smelled good again. You tell that daughter Van Mitchell to
keep his trap shut. I've seen him slapping fives with

(01:52):
him U lest smell players when they scored. That's cheating,
nor At Sga slapping five for the Cats. But he
was visit being the NBA star. Well, we's all sick
in Big Blue Nation. Ain't no banjo's playing, ain't dose

(02:12):
square dancing, ain't no mad Jones of walking your get
old town. Well, it just ain't no joy at all
throughout wild Cat Country. We shall all just depressed that
we can't get in your ugly Loserville faces and muck
y'all with elves down. I'm just going to stay in

(02:35):
bed for a couple of days till the sting goes away.
It's all right there. I've seen a picture of you
with Matt Jones, y'all trying to steal him too, like
you're done with Vince Mora. You felt a stack on
those breath back tattoos, those ring rock round, drinking front stamp,

(02:56):
stealing that bread daddy gonna train, wearing dark bus card jacket,
smashing rap Cardinals can dance around all you want, ain't you?
We got nothing to say today, that loud mouth case
and prior didn't score no points, but he got some
rebounds and it made Big Blue Nation matter that hard.
That's it's so sad to get on by the fealthy

(03:20):
dirty birds. I couldn't believe all them good and classic
Cat fans hit the exits with three minutes left. Never
give up on U a kay. We'll arise from this tragedy, Larry,
so wipe that smirk off your nasty cardinal face. I
am smirking. The Cats is coming back to get y'all

(03:43):
when it matters, and march madness that comment. It was
luck coach cow was back there on the bench for
getting auld time mouse till it was too late. U
okay had more rebounds, field goals and points and the paint,
but all the dirty bird's forced a lot more turnovers,

(04:06):
typical for a town that celebrates thieves. Well, that's funny.
Hold this good e clessic Cat fans can do now
is cheer for Clemson football This Friday, here we go,
You go clemser, beat them blosers and make us happy again.
Thanksgiving is ruined, Christmas is ruined. Somebody Just come over

(04:34):
and hold a pillar over my face till I stop
a wiggling. Don't do that. I can't live in the world.
We're dirty birds, sell them or break you a case.
Pains down, heils down, heels down. When you talk that stuff,

(04:58):
when you gotta buy it up. He seems to be
taking it well. Oh yeah, he'll be all right a
year when they play again. Is on the road again.