It's good to have a life.
Thanks for participating, Kirk Herbstreit.
Then it was off to see James Bond in "Skyfall," this one even better than "From Russia With Love," which had been the all-timer.
As entertainment goes, it beats most football games and every Lakers game these days.
I recall going to the drive-in with my parents for the first Bond, "Dr. No," although that wasn't the last time I would ever hear that word at the drive-in.
I went to a Clippers game, practiced being disrespectful with Coach Vinny Del Negro and he just laughed. Then I went to a Lakers game and practiced being disrespectful with Mike D'Antoni, and he just laughed.
And I took some time to read Bill O'Reilly's book on Lincoln, not surprised at all to find he's a better writer than TV chatterbox. He had to be.
Then it was off to Stanford, a great perspective dinner with former Mattel Children's Hospital whiz, Dr. Kathy Sakamoto, who really does do things that matter. Including picking up the tab.
At the same time word came down that Jim Mora had given Gregg Popovich the idea to hold back his San Antonio Spurs.
But now here we are at Foster Field, our beat guy Chris Foster explaining the field was named in his honor, and Marv Levy's words ringing in my ear: "Where else would you rather be?"'
Home, to be honest.
They are calling this a championship game but only to make money.
I don't understand how they can stage a Pac-12 championship game that doesn't include No.6-ranked and
BCS-bound Oregon, or qualified referees.
Tickets for this one begin at a staggering $80 and football powerhouse Northern Illinois is playing on TV, so that explains why this place is only half full at best.
I understand why UCLA is here, the Pac-12 using them like the Washington Generals for its initial two title games to scrimmage the conference's Rose Bowl choice and build up Oregon's and Stanford's confidence,.
But like everyone else, the Pac-12 misjudged UCLA.