There is a syndrome that Bobcat nation can't seem to shake. It's a deep ugly syndrome that even the weakest of men usually can pull away from, that even the most crying minds and gullable souls can generally free themselves of, but not bobcat nation.
You see, this fragile state of being has a beginning, and it goes back to 1985, a short year removed from a surprise national championship run (they were winless the year prior). A championship, in hindsight, they claim as their 3rd. (More on that later). This beginning does hold some meaning to it... not only was it the beginning of the looong dark period of time known as "the streak", but it must've been a particular hard punch to the gut, after they were riding high from the 84 (3rd*)championship. You see, they never saw it coming! (Think of the great dumb and dumber line: Lloyd: "I got robbed by a sweet old lady on motorized cart... and I didn't even see it coming!).
But none the less, it's led to a long period of unforgivable symptoms, that even I'm sure THEY would recognize (not), and hope they could rid themselves of. A list of said symptoms as follows.
There is a well documented story of a bobcat fan with 5 year old in frisco, encouraging his 5 year old to scream FTG!! at some sweet 75 year old griz fans in frisco. You see, this behavior has permeated bobcat nation since that fateful (less) year of 1985. Fast forward to 2024, and the symptoms have not only persisted, but have been inflated.
With their lord and savior touchdown Tommy finally healthy for a full season, and an army around him, their team marches through a 15-0 and seems destined for their "4th!" National championship. Rejuvenated FCS juggernaut NDSU be darned, bobcat nation has already crowned their team, lead by head coach brent frankenvigen (Frankenstein, you can't unsee it), as they gloat their way down to frisco. Just as their rival fans, griz nation are coming to grips with the rooting for touchdown Tommy (great human, hell of an athlete, how could you not?), bobcat nation shoved this pre mature championship down the collective throats of their rivals. THE GRIZ ARE HITTING THE PORTAL! BOBBY SHOULD BE FIRED! GRIZ FOOTBALL IS DOOMED! They screamed.
Local (missoula) well known bobcat family (a players dad) went to X (social media!) To directly persuade potential griz recruits that GRIZ FOOTBALL IS BAD AND STUFF! THEY'RE MEAN! Literally, this happened. A sweet Mormon man.
Bobcat trolls spent valuable hours of life trolling a fan website called eGRIZ to gloat of all the magic that is happening, and is to come of bobcat football. They add nothing of interst, nothing of value. Just being the duche nozzles they were born to be.
They gloat of the missoula men, led by the mighty Zac Crews who fled missoula to join "their team". The great duck hunter, venmo and social media burner account extraordinaire himself (along with other good kids) were sure to lead them to their (4th!) National title. And they're from missoula!!
Even more fortuitous, they've got the great and virtuous Ryan "you better hide your pills" Leaf ramped up and storming social media to exact his revenge, and extort his hatred for not only UM football, but you guessed it, MONTANA PEOPLE (as specified on his X account). What a great ambassador to champion your program!
Their other lord and savior, coach brent frankenvigen (Frankenstein) has just signed a brand new contract after giving the stiff arm to the proud program Washington State university, which would have been an obviously great move both professionally and financially. Coach is here to stay! We're starting a dynasty! Will the griz even finish above .500 next year? Hahaha ha
And for heavens knows what reason, they've grasped on to a Billy idol song known as Mony Mony (a wonderfully simple and stupid kitty poster on egriz goes by Money!). They have a chant that is directed at the Montana grizzlies that they've created with said song. You'd think they'd save it for, ya know, the rivalry game. But NO! Hell no. They bust it out when ever they can humanly possibly break it out. Playing the Portland state vikings? ESGGCG. In the natty when your rival is 1000's of miles away at home? Yep, let's do it. At weddings and private events? Definitely. (True story)
Now, 3 days removed from losing a heart breaker in the national championship, heartbreak city, and not a peep to be heard (except the miserable trolls on egriz that obviously have nothing going on in life), some of them.
Coaches are fleeing, players are portaling, and bobcat nations fragile minds are spinning, torpedoing back to dark doldrums of 1985. And the MONTANA GRIZZLIES are COOKING
in the world of recruiting, chin up chest out gearing up for the future. Bobcat nation is heard screaming "that recruit sucks! We won the natty (didn't we?!)! We have 3 national championshipsss!! as they spiral into the abyss.
Of particular damage to their psychy is the reality that their 1 and only division 1 title was 1984 (long time ago), the other in div 2, and the 3rd really can't be counted, as it finished in a 0-0 tie (this isn't soccer). But they don't care, they will continue to list 3 (even on their team travel equipment semi trailer).
Alas... GO GRIZ and we won't feel sorry for this terrible syndrome of BOBkitty nation. Monday evening, shortly after the bison stormed the field, I came to grips with what I was feeling: bummed for Tommy and the actual players for the loss, elated for the cat fans as they sat shook to the core frim the loss (couldnt be happier for them), and pissed I actually bet $$ on the cats (losers).
GO GRIZ!!
You see, this fragile state of being has a beginning, and it goes back to 1985, a short year removed from a surprise national championship run (they were winless the year prior). A championship, in hindsight, they claim as their 3rd. (More on that later). This beginning does hold some meaning to it... not only was it the beginning of the looong dark period of time known as "the streak", but it must've been a particular hard punch to the gut, after they were riding high from the 84 (3rd*)championship. You see, they never saw it coming! (Think of the great dumb and dumber line: Lloyd: "I got robbed by a sweet old lady on motorized cart... and I didn't even see it coming!).
But none the less, it's led to a long period of unforgivable symptoms, that even I'm sure THEY would recognize (not), and hope they could rid themselves of. A list of said symptoms as follows.
There is a well documented story of a bobcat fan with 5 year old in frisco, encouraging his 5 year old to scream FTG!! at some sweet 75 year old griz fans in frisco. You see, this behavior has permeated bobcat nation since that fateful (less) year of 1985. Fast forward to 2024, and the symptoms have not only persisted, but have been inflated.
With their lord and savior touchdown Tommy finally healthy for a full season, and an army around him, their team marches through a 15-0 and seems destined for their "4th!" National championship. Rejuvenated FCS juggernaut NDSU be darned, bobcat nation has already crowned their team, lead by head coach brent frankenvigen (Frankenstein, you can't unsee it), as they gloat their way down to frisco. Just as their rival fans, griz nation are coming to grips with the rooting for touchdown Tommy (great human, hell of an athlete, how could you not?), bobcat nation shoved this pre mature championship down the collective throats of their rivals. THE GRIZ ARE HITTING THE PORTAL! BOBBY SHOULD BE FIRED! GRIZ FOOTBALL IS DOOMED! They screamed.
Local (missoula) well known bobcat family (a players dad) went to X (social media!) To directly persuade potential griz recruits that GRIZ FOOTBALL IS BAD AND STUFF! THEY'RE MEAN! Literally, this happened. A sweet Mormon man.
Bobcat trolls spent valuable hours of life trolling a fan website called eGRIZ to gloat of all the magic that is happening, and is to come of bobcat football. They add nothing of interst, nothing of value. Just being the duche nozzles they were born to be.
They gloat of the missoula men, led by the mighty Zac Crews who fled missoula to join "their team". The great duck hunter, venmo and social media burner account extraordinaire himself (along with other good kids) were sure to lead them to their (4th!) National title. And they're from missoula!!
Even more fortuitous, they've got the great and virtuous Ryan "you better hide your pills" Leaf ramped up and storming social media to exact his revenge, and extort his hatred for not only UM football, but you guessed it, MONTANA PEOPLE (as specified on his X account). What a great ambassador to champion your program!
Their other lord and savior, coach brent frankenvigen (Frankenstein) has just signed a brand new contract after giving the stiff arm to the proud program Washington State university, which would have been an obviously great move both professionally and financially. Coach is here to stay! We're starting a dynasty! Will the griz even finish above .500 next year? Hahaha ha
And for heavens knows what reason, they've grasped on to a Billy idol song known as Mony Mony (a wonderfully simple and stupid kitty poster on egriz goes by Money!). They have a chant that is directed at the Montana grizzlies that they've created with said song. You'd think they'd save it for, ya know, the rivalry game. But NO! Hell no. They bust it out when ever they can humanly possibly break it out. Playing the Portland state vikings? ESGGCG. In the natty when your rival is 1000's of miles away at home? Yep, let's do it. At weddings and private events? Definitely. (True story)
Now, 3 days removed from losing a heart breaker in the national championship, heartbreak city, and not a peep to be heard (except the miserable trolls on egriz that obviously have nothing going on in life), some of them.
Coaches are fleeing, players are portaling, and bobcat nations fragile minds are spinning, torpedoing back to dark doldrums of 1985. And the MONTANA GRIZZLIES are COOKING
in the world of recruiting, chin up chest out gearing up for the future. Bobcat nation is heard screaming "that recruit sucks! We won the natty (didn't we?!)! We have 3 national championshipsss!! as they spiral into the abyss. Of particular damage to their psychy is the reality that their 1 and only division 1 title was 1984 (long time ago), the other in div 2, and the 3rd really can't be counted, as it finished in a 0-0 tie (this isn't soccer). But they don't care, they will continue to list 3 (even on their team travel equipment semi trailer).
Alas... GO GRIZ and we won't feel sorry for this terrible syndrome of BOBkitty nation. Monday evening, shortly after the bison stormed the field, I came to grips with what I was feeling: bummed for Tommy and the actual players for the loss, elated for the cat fans as they sat shook to the core frim the loss (couldnt be happier for them), and pissed I actually bet $$ on the cats (losers).
GO GRIZ!!
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. Wanted to pull those dorks off our recruiting thread so they quit disrupting it.
