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"Chad" From Arkadelphia

While listening to Sports Talk with Bo Mattingly, driving home on Arkansas Scenic 7 Byway after another unsuccessful job hunt in Hot Springs, “Chad” from Arkadelphia called into the show. Not that I have any affiliation with Arkadelphia, besides recently moving here so my wife could attend Ouachita Baptist University, but it’s always interesting when someone from “home” calls in to a radio show because it’s like they are representing the town’s opinions—maybe not so much if it’s a huge city like Chicago, New York, or even Little Rock.

“Chad” had this message for Razorback fans: “Arkansas sucks! Hook ‘em Horns!” Click.

Well, “Chad,” if you read this—and I hope you do (someone please direct “Chad” to this blog if you know him)—here are my thoughts: (see picture)


Of course, after absorbing the message, it didn’t surprise me that someone from Arkadelphia would say that. In fact, that’s probably how 40% percent of this town feels. I say that because everywhere I have gone on the OBU campus with my wife, I’ve seen almost as many Texas license plates as Arkansas ones, which is because it’s only 80 miles to Texas. As if I needed another reason to dislike this town.

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