dear inflatable bevo,
reflecting on the rose bowl, and basking in the glory of being national champions, i came up with my own MVP.....you. yeah, while vince young is out on the field scoring more points than jessica tandy's had birthdays, you bobble around in the most awkward spectacle. you do weird dances, and the slightest bit of wind makes it look like youre doing the limbo....alot. youre still my MVP. sincerely,
dubya
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