ommander who would surely pull them through. Other than the banners hanging in Congregation Stadium, he was the only remnant of the past, the glory years. Now he too was taken away. Their Colonel was treated like a criminal run out of town, indeed he was run out of the state.Now the natives were restless. Janitors in place in University buildings tell me some students were upset, while others were looking for an excuse to act out the latest Limp Bizkit song. Falculty were tired of it all. In fact, longtime Colonel critic, Prof. Gerber was forced to flee to Brazil because of threats to his family. This all unfolded in front of us all, and IU hadn't even started the season yet, but what a season it would surely be. The coach had been named, and although they knew little about him Bloom County knew he brought in the group of highly touted players. Things looked promising. At least fans wanted to think so. Bloom County really wanted it all to be over and the season to start. But people wouldn't let it die. My internet lieutenants informed me that theories had been posted and pleas for coach to come back were sent. It was somewhat upsetting. On one level it was sad to think the things posted by (name your state)Hoosier could be true. On another level it was sad to think some people think the fearless leader, the Colonel, lacked the pride and self-respect to come back to Bloom County. The whole thing was reminiscent of some kind of bizarre funeral ritual, but instead of burying the body and remembering the good times, the loyal soldiers exumed the body and paraded it through the streets for everyone to see. But it only got worse.My sources attending Midnight Madness tell me the event only served to reaffirm the nations' notion that those in Bloom County were obsessed. They remarked about a sign reading "we still drink the Kool-Aid." Oh, a proud moment indeed. But the season started rocky. Followers were unsure about this coach. The coach who ...
