The Lane train stain

Pat Forde calls a jackass a jackass in his look at the meteoric rise of a Lane Kiffin, a medicore-to-lousy head coach -- based on his record -- who now is the overlord of the USC football program. And here's a second column to hammer home the point.

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I would remind my many fans, particularly the orange-garbed ones, that I predicted this very happening the day Lane Kiffin was hired. I guess we're supposed to feel sorry for the Big Orange folk now, but it's hard to work up much sympathy for those obnoxious Lane Trainers who giggled and cooed at every obnoxious statment their uppity young hero made. Maybe they do deserve the return of the moribund Phillip Fulmer, as some of the braindead muckety mucks in Knoxville are working to make happen.
Jeebus! What a mess.
I hope someone will put together a video tape of Kiffin's brash statements, all those comments about how he was gonna tear the SEC a new one. Tail tucked firmly between his hairless legs, the boy wonder of football never made it happen, choosing instead to square off annually with Cal State-Azuza or whoever makes up the PAC of Crap 10 these days.
Do you realize what a loathsome sleaze you have to be to make people say "You know, I've got to side with Al Davis on that one!"
Lane Kiffin is that loathsome sleaze.