True story: once i ate at some crappy italian joint on the plaza called buco dos beppas or something that was masquerading as a fancy spot but was really just an olive garden with an open kitchen and more framed italian stereotypes on the wall
only good thing about that place was in the bathroom above the urinal there was a black and white picture of a fat kid in like the 1930s sitting on his stoop (for some reason wearing lederhosen) begrudgingly taking a giant bite out of a raw potato, presumably because there was nothing else to eat.
that photo was the perfect analogy for today. Outside of unc/Clemson, all of these games were crap. the college football gods stole my saturday. that said, if youre still hungry for one last hard, uncooked, dirt-covered and bland potato, UCLA is up 17-13 in the 4th