Like his buddy, Mattress Mac...Dickey made

[Green Grenade II]

I am sooooo glad he is gone from Fouts Field. He should be banned from coaching the final game. Let Coach Evans coach the La-Mo game this next Saturday.

Goodbye, Dickey, you shameless idiot. Making a mockery of the University of North Texas, who have been paying you for these 9 years....Rick V should have canned your butt years ago! Bobby Ray, you are an idiot, as well, for extending his contract year after year.

Upward and onward! Go! Mean Green! Go, RV!!!!!!

[Arkstfan]

I am sooooo glad he is gone from Fouts Field. He should be banned from coaching the final game. Let Coach Evans coach the La-Mo game this next Saturday.

Goodbye, Dickey, you shameless idiot. Making a mockery of the University of North Texas, who have been paying you for these 9 years....Rick V should have canned your butt years ago! Bobby Ray, you are an idiot, as well, for extending his contract year after year.

Upward and onward! Go! Mean Green! Go, RV!!!!!!

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[MGW]

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Thanks for the post, though I think poetry and football go together as well as... poetry and football.

Anyway, Dickey, you're no Johnny Cash.

So long, Dickey, so long.

[Arkstfan]

My sense of humor gets in the way every now and then.

Some day down the road after the appropriate time had passed the time to induct DD into some sort of hall of honor or such would have come and feelings would have been such to make that a genial time to remember the positives.

His refusal to go gentle and rage against the night will make it harder for that to happen and that is a shame.

[Arkstfan]

Thanks for the post, though I think poetry and football go together as well as... poetry and football.

Anyway, Dickey, you're no Johnny Cash.

So long, Dickey, so long.

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BTW, you inspired something that might even be funnier (to those of us not actually going through it).

Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,

Why you never see bright colors on my back,

And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.

Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,

Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,

I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,

But is there because he's a victim of the times.

I wear the black for those who never read,

Or listened to the words that Jesus said,

About the road to happiness through love and charity,

Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.

Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,

In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,

But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,

Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.

I wear it for the sick and lonely old,

For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,

I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,

Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.

And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,

Believen' that the Lord was on their side,

I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,

Believen' that we all were on their side.

Well, there's things that never will be right I know,

And things need changin' everywhere you go,

But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,

You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,

And tell the world that everything's OK,

But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,

'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black