Dabo Swinney cares not what you think. He's just gonna do him. Across the field, on the opposing sideline, is a man who will watch. He will watch and he will think "Why, there's a man who's legs move almost as though they have a mind of their own. That's really something. That's... Why that small child in the stand appears to be eating Dippin Dots, the ice cream of the future. But if it was the ice cream of the future 25 years ago, surely the future must be now. Why then is everyone not eating Dippin Dots?...I enjoy ostriches. What a silly bird."

The mental chess match looms ominously. Until then, DANCE, DABO! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND HOLY! DANCE!