My beloved Huskers fell to #1 USC. I am truly shrouded in a black mood. You can see my wonderful barbecue grill, where I work flesh charring magic, displaying my true feelings.
I know, it isn't healthy to let a game get you down, but I was hoping for an upset. I wanted those Trojans from the Left Coast to go home in shame with their tails tucked between their legs. But it wasn't to be.
I can hear the wailing and gnashing of teeth coming from all true Husker fans all over the country.
I guess someday I'll feel better. Like maybe next week if we can win against those punks from Ball State. Yeah, that's the ticket. A win!! It might soothe my burning soul and let me live another day.
Who would name their team after a condom anyway...