The Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

To get you in the mood.


Louisville, we would like to welcome you to the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. You are no stranger to this part of College Footballtown. No, you've visited this desolate stretch of road with smoldering hunks of wannabees a few times this year. You tried to drive through without stopping for fear of getting "jacked", but you couldn't defend yourself against some merciless attacks and soon found yourself stranded on the side of the road wondering what the hell had happened.

We all had high hopes for you, but those aren't going to pan out in the near future. No, you've been reduced to jacking some other poor fool to make yourself feel better. Knowing that if someone else can feel the pain and disappointment that you have over the past few weeks that it somehow might make your anguish disappear like the fenders on your Trans Am when it was stripped in a matter of minutes.

You made a valiant effort to escape the traps, but ultimately succumbed. Now it's time for you to pull out the artillery, and strand another unsuspecting soul on the Boulevard. You have the weapons to do it, and the talent to execute your plan with cutthroat efficiency. So go ahead and break someone else's dreams. It won't be enough to fulfill all of the hopes that you had, but it will make you feel better about your own broken dreams.