...but I do know that it's not you day job, unless perchance, you moonlight as an X's and O's wizard at the YMCA to the disadvanged and/or autistic children as a part of you court-ordered community service thing-a-ma-bob for running around naked on a public street.  In which case, you would probably be more capable of explaining you football genius to those retards instead of the bicylce-helmet wearing retards with the ketchup and mustard team apparel.  While drooling and thumping your hands up and down about your superior knowledge may impress them, as well as all the other internet friends you've made at all the football fan sites around the 'net (ala, you're a regular on the FSU boards, the Miami boards...etc... while we're forced to endure the sloppy seconds of your accumen... such is life as the lesser rival) I don't think you would impress graduates at the 'harder-to-get-into" (apologizes for using the two-syllable word there, Bull) college in the state.  I can only imagine your pain.  If you feel like an Internet God among UF fans, I can only imagine the heart-ache you endure with the glitter boys and all their mcdonalds-employeed friends.

But no, you're an Internet God, a varitable football resource, with an unlimited football IQ better stated through smoke, mirrors and excuses than actually engaging a discussion with it.  PLEASE, for your own sake, write it all down so that when you die, your genius won't die with you.  Would be a shame to have such a man as yourself with no living record of your football X's and O's and things like Eagle formations and 3 spit or 4 split or whatever irrelvant crap you googled that had nothing to do with the game. The scrolls at Alexandria were burnt, centuries of knowledge turned to ashes, do the future a favor and humor us with your wit, charm and overall football genius.  Who knows, maybe your great-grandchild will be smart enough to understand you and start a football program that will turn into a ketchup and mustard DYNASTY.  Don't sandbag on our account.  Please, do it for the children.

Also, by my account, FSU got the snot-knocked out of them.  If you could have helped them, try doing handsignals directed at your living God Bowden; no, I mean the older one, he may think you're doing hand-puppets and giggle or something.  (You'll make his day.  I doubt a man who can't even remember his own players names can understand football like you do.)  But you'll make him laugh and crap his diapers.  You go "Try the Eagle formation with 4 stance and split or something" and he'll wave and say "hi mommy" and that's when you direct it to the offensive coordinator and you say "Eagle formation with 3 split and 4 split and you dad called me mom" and he'll wink and say "he calls everyone mom" and then he'll impliment your space-age strategy and maybe you don't get your asses kicked 34-7.

But anyway, I'm not a Master like you, but I can count to 34 and I can do simple math, like, 34 is greater than 7.  Oh wait, when I plug in the Eagle formation split 5, then 34 is still greater than 7.  Argh.  Some help needed.  Wow me with your X's and O's.... and don't quit your dayjob.