Steve... Where are you going ? We still have work to do

I was perusing the espn website when a little note about Steve Fairchild being named as the new head coach of the Colorado State football coach caught my eye. At first I thought that I was on LSD again, but cooler heads prevailed as used my trackpad to move my pointer over to the link.

Apparently Steve is leaving.

Dear Steve,

Although your stay at 1 Orchard Park Dr. has been short, I'd like to comment on a few things...or rather ask a few questions.
1)Why did you insist on starting J.P. again. Sure he had that one game where he was good, but then he was overcome with excitement and went back into making bad decisions. Everyone has their moments. I've made a couple of bad choices and I've survived, but eventually my parents sat me down, or my friends sat me down and basically gave me the "What the fuck talk" Its a very simple talk. You just repeat "What the fuck?" until the person figures it out. Sometimes it takes a while. In pro football, this time should be spent on the bench, not out on the field causing me to run around my apartment in shock and disbelief. Its bad enough that my heart is already handicapped due to the six dollar molson pitchers consumed the previous night, but to tug at its strings like that... When we meet again, you'll owe me a couple years on my life.

2)Fred Jackson. I'm glad that you figured out that Bears reject was worthless, but why did you figure this out so late in the season? I'm puzzled. I read nothing but positive reviews from sports writers during training camp. Granted Bob Mathews and I have had our disagreements over breakfast from time to time, but he has been watching and commenting on sports for the better part of ... oh lets say two decades. I think he was a sports fan in high school too.

3)The Dallas game. You really tried my patience there. I would say more but much of the my memories between the hours of 8pm and 1 am are a bit splotchy. All I can remember is the following things
1)Vanessa made good chili
2)I drank a lot of yinngers.
3)There was a stressful fifteen minutes where the t.v. wasn't working until I informed my host that her t.v. wasn't on channel three.
4)My brother and I texted back and forth the entire game at a level of wit not often seen.

4)I wish you the best of luck though. Seriously.

Yours,

Buck