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December 30, 2003



back in college, i once introduced myself to Wannstedt who was in our dorm prior to a big game. a GF of mine recognized him and was being kinda wishy-washy about it, so i asked him if he was him, and he was.

and BTW, how the hell did he get out of Chicago? i thought guys who fit the stereotype so well either imploded upon crossing the county line if they didn't shave the 'stache first.


I can't believe Wannstedt still has a job. That team should win 12 games a year easy. He's incompetent.


people still care about red meat boycotts? You have got to get out of New England!


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