Blogtoberfest! Like radioactive pedophiles, it still happens.
That thing you're doing to set yourself on fire? AWESOME. On TSB, the anatomy of how to completely fuck up your method of determining a Rose Bowl participant: follow the Big 12's lead.
It really was just a pipe. Ohio State's two linemen cited for drug paraphernalia really were just toting a pipe around. The cop thought the deer hunter's cap was just a Holmesian cover for a pot pipe, but Mike Adams apparently really just likes a fine puff on his pipe by the hearthside whilst reading Keats with his hounds at his feet. (HT: Crabapple Buck.)
Mat Drills BLEAAARRGGGHHH. If something fatigues Rennie Curran, we want no part of it.
We'll fight another fifth grader, please. That is not a robot playing the part of Bill Snyder at Kansas State, and if it is, it has been programmed to schedule teams exactly as the real Bill Snyder did.
People Do Not Speak Like This Anymore. Frank Howard, legendary Clemson coach, really did sound like this and say things like "Ah looked lahke an Indian."
That's an accent that, if spoken over a plate of baked chicken and vegetables, instantly turns it into a three piece fried chicken meal with collard greens.