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Dear "Cheaters", There is no easy way to say this, so I'm just gonna spit it out: I've been seeing someone else. I want you to know that I'll always have love for you. When I was new to town, you took me in, and I'll never forget that. We'll always have Oregon basketball; who knows, maybe we can ring in the new arena together next fall. You need to understand that it's not you, it's me. Please, don't cry. Stop it. You're a still wonderful bar, I've just found someone I'm more compatible with. It's been going on a few weeks now. I wanted to watch the Giants game and grab a beer, but it was raining, and I didn't want to go all the way down Folsom to do it. I'd noticed this plac
Hi, my name is Lindol, and I am a sportsaholic. It's been 15 minutes since my last fix. It was an Oregon Duck basketball game, possibly my favorite of them all. We (I graduated from the U of O in 2001, kind of by accident, but that's a story for another time) beat UCLA at home. If there is one thing I love more than a victory for one of my teams, its a victory for one of my teams over a team from Los Angeles. BEAT LA. I am a die hard Oregon football fan, I almost cried when "we" got smoked in Boise the first game of the season this year. I couldn't bear to watch the end, so I saved myself the misery of watching the Legarrette Blount meltdown live. Of course, I couldn't avoi