(Photo from here. No idea if it's copyrighted.)
HA! Get it? It's sexual innuendo!
I never even considered watching that game, figuring the Beavs would be completely screwed, but instead of the hard-pumping Trojans we've come to expect, the pride of the Dwyers petered out in a pathetically impotent display.
The littlest running back in the Pac-10 boat showed just which side was on fire, seeming almost to squirt through the flaccid USC line for a total of 186 yards. The Trojan D never seemed to be able to figure out the pandora's box that was the Beavers' game--OSU used their wiles brilliantly to outfox their opponents, who seemed to be lost in some sort of Bermuda Triangle.
USC came into the damp Corvalllis night as the cocks-of-the-walk, the Alpha Males, aiming their cannons at an opponent who just wasn't ready for the pounding they were going to receive. But in the end, the end pounded was USC's.
Perhaps next week, when they're given the choice, they should pick the blue pill.
OK, that was a bit much.
UPDATE:
OK, just to milk this for one more easy, immature and inappropriate joke, it occurs to me that we may have just seen the definitive refutation of one particular foreign policy theory:
