The Death of The Big Deegy

Just as a prologue to this post, I would just like to inform you all that I am quite surprised about all the attention this blog is receiving. While 99 visits might seem modest to you, it is quite the accomplishment to Me, Myself, and Irene (aka one of the greatest movies of all time). This also brings along the trouble that publicity always does, especially dealing with zealous young men who want to get their names in a blog. One such fellow goes by the name of Clay Packel. I could tell you many stories about him if this were not a such a family-friendly blog. Anyway, there is your shout-out, Clay. I hope you liked it.

All of that being said, this is a sad day not only for me, but for all of mankind. No, a world war has not been started nor has the making of sweater vests ceased to exist. No, good followers of my blog, The Big Deegy has died the good death. Of course I am not actually saying that someone died. An entity, a way of life, instead, has passed on. On Facebook, TBD was the namesake of a particular gentleman I may have mentioned as "Snake" in a previous post. A glorious man ahead of his time, he signed up for Facebook, and The Big Deegy would live on in infamy for nearly 3 years. For those of you not familiar with TBD, he was a man of many passions. Being pure, wearing a nice pair of slacks, and just being a straight up baller were some of them. To go along with all of that, he probably has the wettest jump shot this side of Mark Titus. While you may think "Oh, it is just a really cool name that only the likes of a brilliant young man could think of," you are not getting the full gist of what I am trying to tell you here. The Big Deegy was just a name, but Jake Enterlin made it a person. He was The Big Deegy. This is not to say he didn't hit a few rough spots along the way. The Big lost his confidence, a plight even the greatest men go through. He changed his name to the boring old Jake Enterlin. A month or two went by, and things just were not the same. He couldn't pull off those nice pair of corduroys the way he used to. The normal name turned a unique man into a plain person. He had no style, no personality, even his humor was gone. This is when he knew he had to make the change. He tried and he tried, but Facebook apparently thought The Big was no longer a name. This is when he changed it to T.B. A hybrid form of The Big Deegy had now taken effect. He was not just The Big Deegy anymore; he was new and improved. Instead of just wearing a nice pair of slacks, he began dressing in one solid color. Besides that, T.B. brought hyphy into the lives of many. His explanation, he just wanted to "Get Silly." Bottom line, T.B. put joy in the hearts of all those who encountered him, all the while wreaking havoc on Facebook users all over the world. The time has come for T.B. to change his name back to Jake Enterlin. He says that all good things must come to an end. While I personally disagree with the decision, it is something that has to happen eventually. If the time is now for T.B., then he should change it as he pleases. So there it is, the death of The Big Deegy. But just so you all know, TBD will live on forever, in the hearts and minds of all those who came into contact with this inspirational figure.

I would just like to mention, as well, my despise for Duke and especially Jon Scheyer. If you have been living in a cave for the last couple years, or if you aren't that big of a college basketball fan, you wouldn't know about the Scheyer Face. As goofy as he normally looks, he looks like just about the oddest person you will ever see when he puts on the Scheyer Face. I know I will get love in the comments section from my good friend Fat Dub, especially for these hurtful comments on his beloved Duke.

Always Serving,

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