THE AGE OLD BATTLE OF GOOD VS. EVIL.

The college football season is now through, as is the basketball season. As was expected, both seasons were filled with a lot of talking shit, mostly between myself and other KU fans and University of Missouri fans. This is nothing new, as the rivalry between these schools has gone on for well over a hundred years. This year in particular was won hands down by the Crimson and Blue Crusaders. When it comes to shit talking, a BCS bowl victory and a national title in basketball go a very, very, long way.
If you didn't already know, the border war between the shining Free state Jayhawkers and the slave owning detestable Bushwackers that ended in bloodshed on several occasions has evolved into the college rivalry that we have today. Both sides take great satisfaction in lambasting the other side publicly. But that is what makes a rivalry such as the border war so enjoyable, or any rivalry for that matter. I detest the Yankees, Red Sox, Cubs, Raiders, Broncos, Lakers, Tarheels, Blue Devils, Tigers, Wildcats, New Jersey Devils, Detroit Redwings, and many other deplorable institutions of sport for a wide array of reasons. These reasons include being everything that is wrong with their particular sport, classless and cheap play, actions off the field of play, and although I hate to admit it, sometimes this hatred stems from jealousy. Of course, no one could ever be jealous of those tigers.
The team colors may have something to do with the innate revulsion that I feel when I see the trashy likes of MU fans or the "Raider Nation." One need look no further than literary archetypes to find the reason for this. The Yankees, Tigers and Raiders all take the field in garbs of black. Black is almost always worn by the villain in any tale, and it stands for evil, disease, famine, pestilence, sin and of course, death. It is no wonder that I am repulsed by those that adorn themselves in such filth. Add yellow to the equation in the case of Missouri, and the loathing that I feel in the pit of my gut is compounded. In the Middle Ages, yellow was used to symbolize the devil.
On the other hand, The crimson and blue that is worn by the Jayhawks exudes nothing but honor and pride. Blue is an established symbol for peace, unity, harmony, tranquility, loyalty, and dependability. Lastly, Blue has been used for ages to ward off evil spirits. The red that the Jayhawks wear is a classic exhibition of strength, heat, passion, love, and leadership. It is as simple as that. The colors that have been ingrained in our psyches to evoke different reactions dictate how we feel towards those that wear them today.
In short, society hates Missouri because of thousands of years of the perpetuation of the symbolization of color. That, and the entire MU program being filled with degenerate thugs who would rather spend their time gang beating bouncers of local bars and hitting people with shotguns than actually work on improving their pitiful basketball. Ironically, this does not deter Missouri fans from opening their cock holsters and spewing forth mindless drivel geared towards stirring up trouble.