Re-eal men of geen-ii-usss..
Today, we salute you, Mr. Thinks He Runs Everything on Campus.
Mr. Thinks-He-Runs-Everything-on-Ca-am-pus!…
When you see a problem, you jump into action without hesitation. As you talk it over with the president, it’s obvious she’s awestruck by your wisdom. You can tell this by the way she can only stare blankly into the distance.
All she can do is smile and nod!…
Undeterred by the unimaginable burden upon your shoulders, you step forward and offer the solution as only you can…by being overruled by people the administration actually listens to.

“I don’t agree, but I’ll allow it!…”
Others may give you grief, but they just don’t understand the pressure of giving game-prep advice to lifelong coaches while en route to Europe and eating caviar from a supermodel’s navel.

Thankfully, what you lack in humility, you make up for in bravado. And if all else fails, you can still find a way to be right.
“I told you so! I told you so!…”
So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, oh under-appreciated Caliph from the Country Club…for you are the one who truly puts the “boo” in “booster.”
Mr. Thinks-He-Runs-Everything-on-Ca-am-pus!…
(EaglePost Parodies, Ocean Springs, Mississippi)
