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I can’t help but empathize with Bjork here. Trash-talking sports fans really get under my skin, and one of the worst kinds is the guy who kicks you when you’re down. Like hey I know your team was undefeated 30 minutes ago but they’re not anymore, your national title hopes are likely lost, and your heart was just ripped out of your chest, but HAHAHA you suck. Fuck off, man. Let me pour myself a stiff drink, collect my thoughts, and begin the healing process. Have a soul.
As they say, though, misery loves company, and “Stay Trillington” seems like a miserable internet twat. Yes, I called him a twat.
After LSU toppled previously unbeaten Ole Miss Saturday night in thrilling fashion–a game I went to and had an awesome time–Ole Miss athletic director Ross Bjork took on the shit-talking Trillington by playing the “meet me in real life” card. Trillington said Bjork didn’t deserve to win. Bjork, clearly being social media savvy, knows that creeps like Trillington are tough behind a keyboard and an anonymous identity, but they’re pushovers IRL.
@callmemrfresh1 Who are you? Invite you come and meet face to face.
— Ross Bjork (@RossBjorkAD) October 26, 2014
Step 1: Establish superiority over your Twitter opponent by asking who he is and pointing out that he is, in reality, a nobody.
Step 2: Invite him to meet face-to-face because internet twats never accept that invitation.
Step 3: ???
Step 4: Profit.
Trillington didn’t accept Bjork’s invitation. He didn’t even respond, as far as I can see. He did say this later, however:
@dabigjoker ole miss fans have no chill lmao
— Stay Trillington (@callmemrfresh1) October 27, 2014
You left off “bruh,” bruh. .
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