It was a bad hire. I thought Burton was a bombastic lunatic at the time - now, I realize he was Paul Revere, only more wild-eyed and without the horse.
I would love to watch a game with that guy these days. It's three hours of him screaming at the TV, "SEE?! I duck*ING TOLD YOU! ETHEL....GET IN HERE! DIDN'T I TELL THEM?!"
Then his whole family goes to the mall to get away from him for a few hours.
Anywho, I don't know if P gets the UConn program or even what that means, but I do know that he's drowning us.
He has to go, he has to go, he has to go.