We're also still sort of helping Dan find a college football team. Proposed: IF he decides to root for a team based on a single play, which is not an insane thing to do.
Screwing someone else out of something is a consolation prize, and is always second to actually winning something in football. However, if it's Christmas night and at 11:55 no one has brought you a single present? Well, guess who's peeing in someone's new laptop? That's right: you, vengeful, petty, and often well-motivated you, waiting at the end of the season with a full bladder, bad intentions, and not a single present from football Santa to show for your efforts.
Cal '82 could not do it simply: being the weird gifted kid that they are collectively, they had to make a production of it. Rather than let Stanford receive the gift of a bowl game, Cal--who would not get a bowl invitation, because they were not the team with the talented, horsey quarterback named John Elway--had to wait until the last second to do it, and then do it only via an elaborate moving Rube Goldberg contraption called "the Play." Six touches of the ball, one hotly debated possible downing of a knee, and one dead trombone player later, Cal had won 25-20, ruined Stanford's season, and thoroughly soiled any holiday gifts the Cardinal might have considered theirs free and clear.