Bob O'Reilly: Hello, and welcome to another edition of Bob O'Reilly's Superfans. I'm Bob O'Reilly, sittin' in for my brother Bill, who is still recovering from that dreadful heart attack. With me as always are the Superfans, Pat McDermott, Todd O'Conner, and Joe Swerski.
Todd O'Conner: How are ya' Bob?
Bob O'Reilly: Real good. Real good. Once again, we're comin' to ya from Senior Pub in the heart of South Bend, the city of the big shoulders, and home to a certain team, which come January will run roughshod over the competition in the BCS National Championship Game. A team that is known as.....Da Irish!
Superfans: (Lifting their beer mugs) Da Irish!
Todd O'Conner: Why are we so blessed?
Joe Swerski: Well, we'll get to that later Todd, but first off, we're gettin' ready to enjoy today's basketball game folks, in which the Cincinnati Bearcats are gonna run into a certain team from a certain town known for it's Polish Sausage, assumed to be the home of....Da Irish!
Superfans: (Lifting their beer mugs again) Da Irish!
Bob Swerski: Okay, some predictions from the sports fans on today's game. Pat?
Pat McDermott: Irish, one forty-nine to twenty-tree.
Joe Swerski: Todd?
Todd O'Conner: Irish, four hundred and two to zip!
Bob Swerski: Okay! Real good!
Bob Swerski: As you know, basketball is a pleasant diversion, but let us get back to a more serious topic-
Pat McDermott: Da Irish!
Superfans: Da Irish!
Bob Swerski: Now when we were last privileged to observe Da Irish, they were playing the Trojans in the Coliseum. The final score of that game was twenty three to seventeen, and I shant say who won. Pat, what happened?
Pat McDermott: I think its pretty obvious Coach Kelly had his mind on more important things.
Bob Swerski: There was a war on, my friend.
Todd O'Conner: Thats right, our boyssss were overseassss.
We now rejoin our friends at the end of the first quarter from the Orange Bowl:
Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell, no!
We now rejoin our friends at the end of the second quarter:
And even if we win, if we win, HAH! Even if we win! Even if we play so far above our heads that our noses bleed for a week to ten days; even if God in Heaven above comes down and points his hand at our side of the field; even if every man woman and child held hands together and prayed for us to win, it just wouldn't matter because all the really good looking girls would still go out with the guys from Mohawk because they've got all the money! It just doesn't matter if we win or we lose. IT JUST DOESN'T MATTER!
Rest of group: IT JUST DOESN'T MATTER! IT JUST DOESN'T MATTER..
At the end of the third quarter:
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