I was always taught by my coaches that after you get your pants pulled down and your bare bottom blistered to the tune of 42-7 (and the 7 was a meaningless mop up score), you don't talk smack to anyone, much less the team that just embarrassed you. Oh well, let Mullen and his new posse talk and we'll let Kirby and our posse do their talking on the field. This kind of crap is why no one but Gayturd fans like the Gayturds.