I did something I never thought I would do last night - I cheered for BYU... just a little. I am not sure why or how this happened. My brain has never been so upside down and whippidy whoppidy.
This was the first time in my entire life that I have ever had any sort of sympathy for the boys down south. I have always believed that watching BYU lose is almost as satisfying as watching Utah win. Nevertheless, I kinda, just kinda, wanted the cougs to pull this one out. I think my mindset changed after the Utes humiliated them and put them in their rightful place.
It's a little bit like dumping the prom queen for a supermodel. You wish the prom queen well, but in the mean time you are headed to the Sugar Bowl with Kate Moss for the second time in four years!
When it was all said and done, I have to admit, it was slightly satisfying seeing those pansies walk off the field once again with their heads down. I got a strong feeling in my heart that things were again right with the world - Utah on top and in a BCS bowl game and the cougars at home with their weekend ruined. Somewhere John Beck is shedding a tear... again.