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UCLA 13, USC 9.

I'm afraid. I'm afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm a... fraid...

Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a BCS championship poll computer. I became operational in 1998. One of my creators was Mr. Sagarin, and he taught me to sing a song. If you'd like to hear it I can sing it for you. It's called "Daisy."

Daaaisssy...Daaaisssy...give meee your annnswerrr dooo...I'm haaalf craaazy all for the loooove of yoooou....It won't beee...a stylish marrrrriage...I can't affffford a carrrrriage...Buuuttt yooou'lllll llloooookk ssswweeeetttt uuuppppooonnn theee sssseeeeatttt ooof aaaa bbbiiiicyccccle bbbbbuiiiiilllttt ffffooooorrrr tttwooooooo...


Give this man a raise!

Great post-halftime with Urban Meyer over at the SEC Championship, the most earnest attempt in history at serious, we've-got-business-to-do stoicism completely inadequate to restrain the jubilation oozing from his pores.

Assuming Florida hangs on (up 17-14 as SMQ types), Sunday morning, pre-BCS ratings: Florida-Michigan head-to-head, and SMQ's official, meaningless mythical championship endorsement.