Oh, BYU...

Oh, BYU. Ohhhhh.

That's pretty much all I can say.

At least all I can say without saying anything inappropriate.

And without telling you that watching you play yesterday was such torture that it made volunteering to clean all the toilets in Grand Central Station with my tongue suddenly seem very appealing.

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To voice my displeasure, I just threw a pillow at the TV. My face might have looked like this:

The good news is that College GameDay was really something.

I mean, beside the fact that they apparently let all of the biggest BYU dorks who'd made signs stand right in front.

For instance, the man who's sign read, "I left my wife in the delivery room to be here."

Or, the one right next to him, "I have a man crush on Lee Corso."

And last, but certainly not least, "BYU may be #16 in football, but we're #1 in accounting."

Ok...who's responsible for letting the accounting nerd in??

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My very favorite part of College GameDay was the segment on what teams touch for good luck before they run out onto the field.

At Clemson, they have a rock, called Howard's rock. It's named after an old coach whose name, shockingly enough, is Howard.

They showed an interview with him (he's now an old geezer) wherein he told the story of the rock.

It went like this: I walked into the locker room and I said, "Well boys, I got me a rock."

But then I told them, "If you're not willing to give me 110% on the field, keep your filthy hands off my rock."

Well said, Howard.