This Is How We Do It

It's nice in these times of economic uncertainty, war, regime changes and rioting in the streets that there are some things that can be depended upon.
Like USC winning the Rose Bowl.

38-24.

It was a lot less close than the score suggests. It was 31-7 until the 4th quarter when some players got switched around and the defense was on the field a lot and maybe got tired. I don't know. But Penn State got beat. It was nice.
Not because I dislike Penn State. I don't. Not the way I dislike that one school down in the Everglades, or that one up in The Temperate Zone. No. I respect Penn State. They played a fair game. Their coach - all 90+ years of him - was about playing the game and not indulging the media frenzy about whether he would sit on the sidelines or in the press box.
But as is usual, the newspapers, prior to the game, were writing how USC just didn't seem to be prepping for the game mentally. (I have to admit, they should not be sleeping through the Rose Bowl information meeting. That's just rude.) The implication was that since USC has been to the Rose Bowl so many times - three in a row - they are feeling comfortable, like it's a home game, overconfident one writer said, and that may be their downfall.
Well it wasn't, and I was glad to see it.

This is me, Fighting On!