I feel like I need a therapist for this one...
Doctor, I hate the West Coast and I really don't know why.
I guess it started in 2006 with this fellow named Steve Klosterman. He had these easy-t0-mock friends named Dennis Gonzales, Damien Scott, Paul George, Jamie Diefenbach, Nick Scheftic and this feathery haired jerk named Tony Ker.
Last year, I thought I was content until some guy who can't spell Jason right (yeah, you Jayson Jablonsky) and his buddy Brian Thornton came along.
And now, I have this strange desire to punch an Aussie named Paul.
Why do I have such rage when it comes to the volleyball programs of the West Coast?
Tonight, Pepperdine (who got royally ousted by the Mastodons last year) advanced to the National Title Game. And with the wave they are riding (no pun intended), it may be hard for the Nittany Lions of Penn State to get by them. And that really, really irritates me. If Paul Carroll and JD Schleppenbach out-do Matt Anderson and Luke Murray, I may go insane.
This time, my boys aren't even involved. So why the rage? Why do I wish that Penn State ends Saturday night in some fashion that resembles 30-0, 30-0, 30-1? (Yeah, I'll give Pepperdine a point for a ridiculous mascot)
The hatred I feel for UCLA, UC-Irvine, Pepperdine and yes you UC-Santa Barbara (turn around and watch the game!) is unrivaled!
Maybe I need help. I don't even get this upset for Duke basketball sometimes. But I am sick of this "west coast dominance" shit. It's time to put these boys and their old, tired coaches in their place.
Go Penn State.
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