Trouble in "Paradise"

That is, if your version of 'paradise' is under the I-480 bridge with the bums and a couple empty sports bars.
Seems selling beer at a college game can only please the faux-riche in Omaha for so long. If this isn't typical, Omahans have gotten a completely overblown image of who they are and what their city is. Except for you myopic Jaybackers, the rest of us knew all along that Creighton was a nothing school, in the middle of the worst part of its city (if you think PYB is exaggerating, click here), with a huge inferiority complex (as Doc Sadler makes very evident here).

We especially loved all the Creighton grads who railed on about its great academics, which is code for "I have to pump it up because daddy droped $25,000 a year for me to go here because I couldn't get in to a real school that charges the same tuition and I was too scared to go to a bigger school that didn't have teachers to hold my hand the whole way." Even funnier are the alums who puff out their chests and go on record in the OWH about their expectations for Creighton, acting like they're Bill Gates when they never had the balls to leave Omaha.

This just in: Dana Altman will never take you to the next level. He flopped at Kansas State!! Duh. He pissed his pants after one day at Arkansas. So realize who you are, Jays.....a mid-level MVC team that beats Nebraska 50% of the time because it's your version of the Final Four. Congrats!