Last week I was working in my garden when my dog started to dig around one of my special plants. I inquired hastily and it was a snake. I likened this snake to the devil himself. Just then my wife ran out to see what was amiss. Well, long story short she let me know coach pope was leaving. I became enraged. I pulled out every single plant in the garden and screamed at the betrayal. Later that evening I calmed down, drank 128 oz of Mountain Dew and reminisced on what pope had given me in my life. How grateful I am.