Nah, ribit . . . Bevo stepped on and squashed an ugly, yappy lil' bulldog, last year. There's no sport in doin' it all over, again . . . not while the dawg blood on the Sugar Bowl field is still so fresh, anyway. This year, Bevo stampeded and gored a bunch of Utes, instead.

The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted. ~ D.H. Lawrence