When Branden Dawson (hereafter referred to as "That f'n puke") went down for the Fighting Izzos I felt badly for their fanbase (sans 1 idiot who decided to deride Robbie).
But, God help me, when Fab Melo was declared ineligible for the Syracuse Orange tonight I was giddy with happiness.
Remember, this is the team that withheld the seriousness of Arinze Onuaku's injury to improve their seeding at the same time our Boilers were sliding down to a 4 seed after Robbie's ACL (v.1.0). (Notice they waited til after the pairings were announced this year before suspending Melo for a second time this year.)
More damningly, when Robbie got hurt on the demonwood there were many interlopers who came onto Purdue fanboards to comment. Most, including those from from Bloomington (where the women are thin, the land has hills and the student body can't do algebra), came in to offer condolences and support. There were two notable exceptions to this trend. The fans from West Virginia and Syracuse came onto our boards to gloat, taunt and generally act like walking pieces of human garbage.
Now every fanbase, including ours, has individuals who make the rest look bad. But the sheer numbers of these morons across various Purdue sites was mind-boggling. As classless as it was, I could understand the West Virginia fans coming in to gloat a bit as we has gone back and forth in year 1 of our home-and-home and had beaten them as badly as a Dickens' character at an orphanage. But the Syracuse fans coming in to taunt us was surprising. We had no history. We had no vitriol. They should have had no reason to care one way or another.
And yet, there they were in numbers reminiscent of cockroaches fleeing the grease fire in a Southern Indiana Olive Garden.
And so, with no further ado and with no hint of reticence, let me be the first Boiler with a karmic sensibility to say to you, in all earnestness, Eff you, Orange!!