Better know thy enemy.



…which is why it’s actually happening, and Pete Carroll is joining in on piano, and I give up. USC as a football program is Owen Wilson in Meet the Parents. They’ve just whittled a gazebo for you out of a whole tree in a matter of hours, are expert water polo players with physics degrees, and climb sheer rock faces naked for fun before a breakfast of lean egg whites and a protein shake. A charity breakfast, mind you, for orphaned puppies. They’re more perfect than you are, and will always be forever and ever, with the notable exception of one weekend in the Pac-10 schedule when they drop a game inexplicably, and even then they’ll all hug, learn from it, and come out better for the remainder of the season before obliterating a hapless Big Ten team in the Rose Bowl. – Spencer Hall at the Sporting Blog.

Agh, this is awesome, but we are Irish and will counter with something in October…perhaps some “Ain’t No Sunshine?”