Well it was a fun and somewhat iffy season, with the usual bitter strife and vicious clan wars (Bourbon royal court fighting if you're one of those types...*nods in Tennessee's direction*). However, we must now venture back into our forests of sacred shrines and warholds against the horrors of the darkest time of the year. From February to July, we must stand resolutely together, whether you're a Bammer or a War Eagle, a Buckeye or a Badger, a Bronco or someone with an ounce of common sense and understanding (heh heh...). From this point on, SportsCenter loses what little use and meaning it had, and we must put up with the athletic deserts of baseball and golf (and why baseball insists on playing into mid to late-fall, I will never ever know).

Drag out your PlayStations, Xboxes, and Civilization games, as well as the long YouTubing sessions of football. We have a long offseason ahead.

Go Buckeyes and Fuck Clemson,

-Idahobuckeye