Magruder’s spread sheets are back to let you know: Chizik’s Tigers bellow on his behalf.

The world is brave and new, equal parts lunch pail and laptop. It was only natural that I’d try to make a spreadsheet out of a football game.

This year’s Plainsmen aren’t going to be broken. Not by you. Not by me. Not by Noel Devine.

Saturday night, I hurt my hand on the ceiling. Stupid popcorn ceiling. One could say that, given my love of football and my generally frightening level of excitement when my team scores, I should have known better than to move into this apartment. “The ceiling looks dangerous,” I should have said. “ What am I supposed to do this fall – wear gloves? How will I eat ribs?”

In New Jersey, folks get married on the opening day of the college football season. Why they do that, I just don’t know.

Some see many different things to come with this season. I see shadows of the Punic Wars.