So apparently I can't leave the house for one day without you guys burning it to the ground. THIS is why we can't have nice things.
So, anyway. I'm back home now.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
[...]
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
It is with that in mind that I will now sit down with this bottle of bourbon and watch every play from today's game on ESPN3, knowing full well that at the end we will lose to James Madison. See you on the flip side.