A Dear John Currie Letter

[straferockefeller]

Dear John Currie,

I’ll always be a Tennessee fan, but I need to step away for awhile. Please know it’s not you. It’s me. You didn’t have high expectations for our next coach. But I did. You didn’t have dreams of competing for championships again. But I did. You didn’t care if your kids ever cheered a relevant UT squad in an electric Neyland atmosphere. But I did. You didn’t long to once again experience that tingle when your team is playing for a national title. But I did. And, now, after failing in notorious fashion, you have no desire to leave. But I do. Again, it’s not you. It’s me.

 

[GRN1926]

Dear John Currie,

I’ll always be a Tennessee fan, but I need to step away for awhile. Please know it’s not you. It’s me. You didn’t have high expectations for our next coach. But I did. You didn’t have dreams of competing for championships again. But I did. You didn’t care if your kids ever cheered a relevant UT squad in an electric Neyland atmosphere. But I did. You didn’t long to once again experience that tingle when your team is playing for a national title. But I did. And, now, after failing in notorious fashion, you have no desire to leave. But I do. Again, it’s not you. It’s me.

He doesn't care, so I don't see this landing. Make sure you proofread and clean-up some stuff. These academics tear-up people for any grammatical error regardless of how small.

 

[BilboTN]

Dear John,

GTFO. It's definitely you, not me. Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.

P.S. You can take the old fleabag, Jim, with you. He's been stinking up the place for far too long.