Spurned.  True love left broken and sad.  Hey wait, no one's dancin' with that coach!!

Billy Gillispie, so we're told, has declined the offer to coach the Arkansas Razorbacks.  Well, actually, Gillispie was never officially offered the job.  Seems his AD Bill "Slow" Byrne never gave Arkansas permission to talk to Gillispie until he had a firm commitment from BG that he wouldn't bolt for the Arkansas job.  By then, the picture was clear to even Arkansas AD Frank Broyles, and the two ships passed in the night.  Byrne's refusal is possibly unethical and certainly unorthodox.  But hey, he got his man.

Or did he?  Gillispie has yet to accept that hefty contract that the Arkansas offer squeezed out of A&M.  Turns out Billy has his eye on the prettiest girl at the dance, that gorgeous Kentucky Wildcat.  Of course Bill "liar -liar my pants are" Byrne-ing says the contract was in the works all along, the Arkansas offer was never a factor.  Byrne-dtoast says it's only coincidence that BG has been offered double his current salary, and that the oft-delayed construction on a new state-of-the-art practice facility will begin Monday, post haste.  Gillispie, meanwhile had this to say........................................

That's right, still no comment from Gillispie.  Gillispie has been rumored to be on the short list at Kentucky, which is two pages long.  Page one is Billy Donavan, page two is everyone else.  Billy, Billy, Billy, tsk, tsk, tsk.  Of course BG has wanted to marry a super model all his life, and we wish him well.  A warning though, to whomever lands the Kentucky job.  She's fickle, has very expensive tastes, and doesn't stay satisfied long.  (Sounds like the Paris Hilton of coaching jobs.  At some point everyone will get their shot.)

You might read all of this and think I'm bitter.  But hey, We're Arkansas, we're used to rejection and scorn.  Looking around the dance floor, we see several sensible, very  pretty coaches who look more like the marrying, stay at home type, and we don't need some bimbo anyways.  Let's just saunter up to one of those sensible ones and strike up a conversation.  Hey!?!   Isn't that the Creighton coach?!?  

"Dana!!  Yo, Dana!!  Over here!!"