Zen and the art of horrible pictures...

For those who have wanted to see more than the carefully crafted, pseudo-brooding, posed pictures I have selectivly placed at your disposal here you go.

Courtesy of Brandon Pennington shit disturber and overall embarasser of persons throughout the ages. Its ok Brandon, my time will come...my time will come.

Just call him Jimmy, and be aware of the rich bloodline that runs through his veins. Jimmy plays football, both on the offensive and defensive sides of the ball. On defense Jimmy plays safety. The safety is the last line of defense against the offense scoring, thereby lending the position its name. Jimmy plays well.

Last night, however, Jimmy was going to get beat. On a long pass play from the red team (Jimmy plays for black) Jimmy was flagged for pass interference. Pass interference is when the defender interferes with the offensive players ability to catch the ball. Hence the name-pass interference. Jimmy's coach was furious. He yelled and screamed, but not at Jimmy, no...the coach was calling for the poor underpaid referee's head. "Bad call, ref...bad call..." "You are costing us the game ref..."

Black was already winning 42-0.

"You coach the game, I'll call em..." says the ref. The next play is a run. "You want to call pass interference there ref...?" A one word warning to the coach from the referee that he is getting close to the point he shouldn't- "coach..." Fourth down, time for red to punt. Little Jimmy runs over to the sideline, making a beeline for the coach. "Daddy I'm sorry, I didn't mean to grab his arm."

-Ben

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