Also I'm off for my annual pilgrimage to Lincoln, Nebraska to visit the shrine of the purest form of college football in the world - Memorial Stadium, home of the Nebraska Cornhuskers.
It should be a raucous event. A night game. Nationally televised. We're playing Missouri who brings possibly their best team in their entire school history to the game, while we're very clearly in rebuilding mode under first year coach Bo Pelini. I will, of course, be screaming my head off, enjoying my stadium bought Runzas, and generally carrying on like nothing else in the world matters. Ergo... you won't be hearing from me this weekend.
