I went to bed last night, replaying the game in my head. I fell into a dream, and was visited by a ghost of Gamecocks past, identifying himself as Phat Bradford. It was most alaming. Then there was another visit from the ghost of Gamecocks present, which appeared as a muskrat. This too was disturbing, but then there was an ethereal visit from the Ghost of Gamecocks future, which pointed to a grave, with a frightening warning of the potential death of a program. I told him the Powers That Be have promised to change their ways, and will exercise good judgment in their future choice of coaches. May we all awaken over the Holiday season to such a scenario...
