ESPN met and agreed
We have no choice, Yank Willie
Pack your bags & rowdy friends
Less there's someone else to offend
A country boy might survive
Without a contract can not thrive
Your daddys' rolling in his grave
To think you're his namesake
Your next stop the Dixie Chicks
Tombstone say, self-inflict
SinJace Ramos
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ready-for-some-stupid/
