NBC readies their control room for Notre Dame's Bowl Season, should FOX's broadcast end in disaster if (when?) Terry Bradshaw finally completely melts out and destroys the cameras and eats a producer like a wild beast. Howie Long keeps a tranquilizer pistol always at the ready to shoot Nasty Terry B in the face which is the only place that the armor plates don't cover. AJ Hawk click clack. Quinn. Zbikiowlskigoldengloves. Samarjizdzajzdaiaza. Weis. Domers. Granny Clampett Holtz. Ron Powlus, on a field of the defeated, hands replaced by Heisman Trophies. The Fighting Irish - South Benders coming to the River Enders for their BCS beating. DON'T GIVE WEIS 30 DAYS! HE WILL CRAFT THE MOST DIABOLICAL GAMEPLAN EVER! Or, that will simply give him the time he needs to finally get around to making the Lil' Smokies and cruller empandas he's been planning. He's out of Crisco for the empanada dough, though...Brady's hair doesn't get Japanese-video-game-hero spiky by itself, you know. ll We are shocked - SHOCKED - that Quinn has the courage to even consider playing this game, considering he'll be hit or maybe even tackled. We've even heard - GASP - that the cornerbacks and safeties will be making plays on the ball! In the face of such terror, will Quinn have the courage to continue playing? To go back in, snap after snap? Lesser men would simply say to Coach Weis, "I am scared. I need to sit this round out. If we could get that emu Clausen kid in here right quick so he could have his femurs nibbled on, that would be great." BUT NO - COURAGE. Preliminary reports indicate that Musberger will indeed broadcast this unparalleled display of courage, though he'll be in one of the Mezzanine men's rooms and he'll be broadcasting into a paper towel dowel with a picture of Laura Quinn wrapped around it and there's a corn dog in the middle because corn dogs are the only way you can generate the 1.21 gigawatts necessary to reach your heart, which is where Musberger lives. Notre Dame Sean Astin One-Eyed Willie Encino Man Samwise Gamgee, 17 LSU Dennis Quaid Innerspace that movie where he's the old major league pitcher, 31 Welcome to The Trough, a place that really gets to the meat of LSU's opponents. Ok, not so much the meat, but the sinewy gristle and thick connective tissue. We then feed these funbits through a grinder to get a coarse meaty bounty, and that's what is on display here. It should be a given that while The Trough is loosely related to LSUChicageaux.com, it's more like a Baton Rouge uncle than a Tuscaloosa cousin. In other words, what's in The Trough is obviously not endorsed by any official LSU entity. They've got better sense than that.