Rain, rain come today
Blow the rivers, let the sky stay grey,
For to fish on Saturday, Flotilla or not,
Would tie my brain in a big friggin knot.

Look east of the mountains and hold on to your beer,
The sound of Oregon's whining will be something to hear.
The Crimson and Grey will tear up the grass,
They're looking to kick some green Ducky ass.

So let the rain dump and the rivers blow mud,
I'll just watch the Ducks go a packin',
Their season a dud.

Go Cougs!!!

Good Coug seasons are like humpy runs...a mediocre one now and again, but the chance for a good one ever 4 years or so. Gotta take advantage of the 4 year peaks. The valleys are WAY low.
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Chasing old rags 500 miles from home.