From the 'Shagg. Interesting read.
This is the post you guys have been waiting for, i called a buddy's dad who is a 5 figure donor annually and has a lot of work connections to the big cigars.
back in 2010, cleve must have thought that the texas ath dept was his personal $#@!in chicken house. there were always rumors of him getting his $#@! sucked in his office, university employes saw him and grad assistant trainers out at bars, and basically everybody knew he was a $#@!ing sleazebag, but he was mack;s BFF and we were still just a year away from the NC game against bama and no one $#@!ed with mack.
well, $#@! hit the fan when dumbass cleve thought that he thought his $#@! didn't stink and tried to get a dyke to switch teams. yes, THAT dyke. Cleve tried to get $#@! wet from Bev. Mainly, it was innuendos in emails and the occasional univited visit to her office. Of course, she reported to deloss, powers and bellmont $#@!s. this was 2010, nobody wanted to stir up too much $#@! with Mack's BFF. fast forward 2 months, $#@! is starting to settle down and it's the beginning of summer. cleve usually held a bbq at his place for some of the head coaches, good ole boys in the AD, and bellmont big cigars every year for the past 4 or 5 years. He sends out email inviting everybody, yada yada, well, mack replies to cleve something of along the lines of, Do not try to get bev drunk or there will be hell to pay, deloss already talked to you and we agreed to keep things quiet but the next strike and you're out. Except Mack $#@!ing hit REPLY ALL. It went to Bev, deloss, barnes, powers, $#@!ing everybody now knew how $#@!ing shady deloss kept things under wrap. At this point, cleve is pissed at mack. mack stupidly thought that if cleve left town, the mack brown golden touch could smooth everything over. YEAH $#@!ING RIGHT. so mack sends cleve out to a "recruiting trip" to the east coast for a few days. the recruit was a 2 sport athlete from philadelphia. cleve had to go out to his basketball practice to try to talk to him, but a fight broke out. what did cleve do? he whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "fresh" and there were dice in the mirror. If anything he could say, that this cab was rare, but cleve though to himself "naw, forget it, yo home to bel-air!" un-$#@!ing-believable.